National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day
To My Little One
I call you daughter but I never knew
I never held you in my arms
I never nursed you
I never looked into your eyes
I never even felt you kick
But I felt you in my heart
When it broke for you
As it remains broken for you.
I miscarried my child on Christmas Eve 2013.
I had just learned I was pregnant a week earlier after intuitively knowing it for about a month.
Years later, I miss her, even though I've had another child, I miss her.
I think about how she would be playing now. How she would be reacting to her little brother. I see clothes in the story, toys I would be buying, birthday cakes I would be making.
I cry for her still but not as much as I did that first year.
I cry for all of us that have lost children.
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