Not sure how long some of you have been reading my blog but before I got pg with the girls I was pregnant after our first FET cycle. I got pg in the summer and was never so happy in my life. It was a nerve wracking time because we didn't see the kind of growth that we should have. After an amazing 8 weeks we lost our first little angel. Today would have been my due date. I just hated to let the day pass without acknowledging the little one that we lost. It hurts to know that we have lost two angels, but I know where they are now. We love you little angels.
* Edited to Add* I was reading comments and it got me to thinking that I didn't write some of what I have been feeling about this day. As much as this day hurts it also feels like a reminder of how truly lucky I am. Part of me is saddened that we ever had to go through IF and miscarriage at all. It hurts to look back on what we went through. That being said it also makes me overjoyed at what we have now. We both know that we had to go through all of that in order to get to this point and eventually meet our little girls. Knowing they are there, feeling them play and wiggles makes me feel a happiness I never knew possible. This truly is a bittersweet kind of day.
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I know how hard those dates can be. Take solace in the fact those those two little angels are watching over you, Bry, Abigail and Grace!
Coming up on a due date is so rough when you know that baby will never get to rest in your arms. It's made only slightly easier to know that there is a baby (or two) snuggled in there growing every day.
My latest angel's due date was in December and it was such a bittersweet day for me. I hope you find some peace in today so that it can be a happy day again.
Aww... I'm sorry.
It truly is bitter sweet.
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