As I sit here this evening I sit with empty arms, arms that were once made for a baby. A baby that never got to grace this earth with their presence, but left footsteps on my heart.
Today is a year since I found out we lost our baby. It has been a very tough year, it was followed by a second loss and then a third one. Although the third loss wasn’t my baby by blood it has impacted my life none the less.
Three losses in a year is hard. I have also met many other wonderful women who have been through losses this last year and the years previous to that. Some have since been successful in having other children, some are currently pregnant and some are walking this road with me and hoping that we can move onto the next phase of the process soon.
The ladies that I have come to meet have helped me up when I have been truly down, down at a point where I wasn’t sure there was a way back at some points.
Life will never be the same again, I will never be able to fully enjoy another pregnancy without being filled with worry and doubt. I will never be able to enjoy in remembering the first time I told my husband that we were expecting.
I just wanted to say a huge thanks to everyone who has helped my husband and I get through this last year. We could have never done it without you wonderful people at our sides.