bigbabyblues
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LOTS of HUGS to all the parents of angels posting here.
I lost a baby to miscarriage, not the same as ever holding it, but still a loss just the same. The date was April 8, 1998, and I will never forget it. Every year I remember on that date. It has gotten easier as the years pass, this year I did better than I have before. I have his first u/s picture in my nightstand, and I take it out sometimes and look at it. I don't know that it was a boy, I didn't make it that far, but in my heart I feel it is, and so it is. I gave him a name, Preston Kyle, the name I would have wanted him to have if he would have been a boy, and in my heart, that's who he is.
Two years later I got pregnant again, and my due date was only 6 days after my due date with my first pregnancy. I cried and dreaded April 8 so bad, so sure I would lose my child again. I didn't, but sometimes look at my ds and I think of how Preston would have been two years older. He would have started kindergarten this year. But now he just lives in my heart, and in heaven, watching over us.
Hugs to all,
Steph



I lost a baby to miscarriage, not the same as ever holding it, but still a loss just the same. The date was April 8, 1998, and I will never forget it. Every year I remember on that date. It has gotten easier as the years pass, this year I did better than I have before. I have his first u/s picture in my nightstand, and I take it out sometimes and look at it. I don't know that it was a boy, I didn't make it that far, but in my heart I feel it is, and so it is. I gave him a name, Preston Kyle, the name I would have wanted him to have if he would have been a boy, and in my heart, that's who he is.
Two years later I got pregnant again, and my due date was only 6 days after my due date with my first pregnancy. I cried and dreaded April 8 so bad, so sure I would lose my child again. I didn't, but sometimes look at my ds and I think of how Preston would have been two years older. He would have started kindergarten this year. But now he just lives in my heart, and in heaven, watching over us.
Hugs to all,
Steph