December 26th.

[Freyja]

In 2004 I had a miscarriage when I was 12 weeks pregnant. The baby had been due December 26th. As you probably can imagine it was painful, especially since we had just told our 3 older children that they were going to have a baby brother or sister.
However, we were very lucky, and I fell pregnant again as soon as we started trying. So by the time Christmas and my due date arrived I was 5 months pregnant and my focus was on the new baby and how fortunate and blessed we were.
I honestly don´t think about the baby we lost too often, and when I do I tend to think that if we hadn´t lost him/her we wouldn´t have our wonderful 5 year old daughter.
My DH hardly ever mentions the miscarriage nor did it hit him very hard when it happened. He´s a very down to earth guy who is very sure of the fact that this was natures way of letting go of a baby that wasn´t vital and I agree with him. However, I think that since I had experienced the changes in my body I had grown more attached to the baby and therefore had a harder time of letting go.

On December 26th. this year we sat down at the table to eat. The kids had set the table and when DH came he started counting the plates and said that one was missing. When the kids re-counted and told them they were right as they were he said "Strange, I really felt we were missing one at the table". I then reminded him what day it was and that we once had been expecting a baby to be born that day.

I can´t help but wonder whether there´s somewhere a tiny soul watching over us

 

[RUDisney]

You know that there is!

What a happy ending to a sad story.

 

[Shmily1]

Oh how sweet!! That little one just might have been sending his/her daddy a little signal that even though it wasn't at the table, it was still with him.

 

[Joyful3Heart]

Very sweet...every September 4th I think of the baby I lost, not pining, like you said, just remembering. I also would not have ds7 if I had not lost that baby. Your story touched me, thank you for sharing.

 

[lemondog]

I am the same. I had a miscarriage at 10 weeks right before I got pg with my twins...that baby was due Dec. 18th. I always remember on that day the tiny soul waiting for me in heaven. The one thing I regret was not doing pathology on the fetus. I really wish I knew if the baby was a boy or girl. I feel like it was a boy, though.

 

[Freyja]

Very sweet...every September 4th I think of the baby I lost, not pining, like you said, just remembering. I also would not have ds7 if I had not lost that baby. Your story touched me, thank you for sharing.

I am the same. I had a miscarriage at 10 weeks right before I got pg with my twins...that baby was due Dec. 18th. I always remember on that day the tiny soul waiting for me in heaven. The one thing I regret was not doing pathology on the fetus. I really wish I knew if the baby was a boy or girl. I feel like it was a boy, though.

So sorry for your losses! *hugs*

 

[Luv Bunnies]

I firmly believe there is a tiny soul in heaven waiting for those of us who have had miscarriages. Mine was November 11, 1997 and I was 10 1/2 weeks pregnant. I think about it every year on that date. But I also think that if I had that baby, I wouldn't have had my precious Ryan who arrived the following year. How the heck would I ever get by without him?

 

[tazdev3225]

I understand that feeling. I miscarried just when I realized I was pregnant so I never had a due date although the baby would probably have been due in June around my DS's birthday. If I had that baby I would not have my beautiful DD or 3 amazing grandkids. I grieved for a time at the loss but I concentrate on the blessings that I now have.

 

[KiKi Mouse]

*hugs*

We've lost two. One at 14 weeks and the other at 7 weeks (started to miscarry in WDW). We too have our little people with us in our hearts all the time.

I often think life is strange because we now have a 9 month old baby girl and if one of the other two had lived we wouldn't have this particular child. Life is strange sometimes.

 

[manning]

This doesn't have anything to do with babies but with someone looking after you. I lost my mother when I was born and was very close to my grandmother.


Whenever I had a health crisis and pulled thru I had the feeling someone was there looking after me.