Your little sister wore a very special outfit today. I kept a few of your clothes and she wore one of the outfits today. It made me very happy to put her in it. She looked so cute. It was bittersweet though.
Yesterday, Abby and I went to visit you again. It is such a nice place and I love to take your sisters out there. As complicated as it will be to explain you to them as they grow up, I will always include you in their lives and in my "kid count".
I have been feeling pretty good lately. I am nearing the end of my third week of working out and it feels really good to be active again. I think without exercising, those dreaded baby blues would creep in. For the most part, I don't think I am having much, if any, post-partum depression. There are times when I still struggle with things, especially when I hear about other people losing their babies or about little ones that are sick. But, I think that is to be expected. I think when you lose a child, hearing about others who are facing the same thing affects you differently than it does if you haven't suffered a loss.
I am extremely grateful for the life I am living. I am grateful for each and every day with "my girls". I miss you like crazy and I hope you are having fun up there. Please take care of the new little ones that are joining you. I know of at least two mommies that have lost their babies just this week. Those first moments, days and weeks are such a struggle but to know that our babies are safe in the arms of Jesus is at least a little bit of a comfort.
I love you Carter. I should probably get ready for bed. Abby is sleeping for now, but that probably won't last so I should get ready while I can! I love you, I love you, I love you!




What a cutie-pie!
ReplyDeleteGlad you are all doing well.
HUGS~
Jill
Sara,
ReplyDeleteI have spent hours today reading through your posts, and I have cried and cried and cried. I have lived your heartache and your joy through your words to Carter.
I found your blog through nilmdts. A week ago yesterday, our sweet baby girl, Bowen, was born at 18 weeks. We endured three early miscarriages before conceiving Bowen. Her daddy, her two-year-old sister, Schaefer, and I were so looking forward to her arrival. I am lost, in a way that I know you understand. I have found such comfort here in your words to Carter, and in how you've put the pieces of your life back together and adjusted to life on earth without your angel(s). I am raw; I know it will be months, if not longer, before I can once again know peace, but reading your posts has given me hope that peace will come. Thank you, sweet mommy.
Shannon
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