It's with a heavy heart that I write this about our baby boy who was taken from us before we even met him. We lost out baby on monay, I was 13 weeks pregnant. I had been spotting and crampy all weekend, but by monday morning I knew something was wrong. I miscarried here at home, fairly quickly, while waiting for the medics to come. Dave had been called into work overnight due to high winds and a storm. Roan slept through it, but woke up in time to entertain the firefighters, he doesn't miss a beat. My body took care of everything, no furthur surgery was needed. I guess I'm grateful for that. The nurse said he was a perfectly formed little boy, but for some reason that we'll never know, he wasn't made to be in our world with us. I'm comforted that I'll meet him someday in Heaven.
I'm starting to feel very sad and a little angry that we didn't get to meet our boy, that Roan didn't get to meet his little brother. I'll always wonder...
My body aches for him...I'll never forget you precious baby boy.
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Jill this is so sad. I am praying for you today. Love, Eunice
ReplyDeleteHey Jill,
ReplyDeleteWe are all here for you for anything that you, Dave, or Roan need as you and your family recover from this loss.
We love you.
We are so sorry for your loss Jill. If you are in need of anything please let us know!
ReplyDeleteOur thoughts and prayers are with you. We are so sorry for your loss. It's good to vent, get it out. Let me know if you need anything or just want to talk!
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