Grace’s EDD

Two “anniversaries” in four days is a lot to handle. Today Grace was supposed to be born into this world. Today I was supposed to hold my little girl. Instead my arms our empty. I miss her terribly. I remember the day I had my D&C. I was an emotional wreck. They were starting to wheel me down to the operating room and I just lost it. They had my husband come back in to comfort me and calm me down. I remember carrying a box of tissues all the way to the operating room. No one deserves to feel that pain. That was one of the most difficult days in my 30 years of life.

Before it was confirmed she was a girl, I knew it in my heart. For some reason “Grace” was a name that always stuck out to me. When I hear it, it reminds me of something peaceful. I felt she deserved a peaceful and beautiful name. Anytime I hear the word “Grace” in church or in a sentence, my mind immediately goes to my little girl. Maybe in her own way she is speaking to me. She is reminding me of her beauty and what she would have become.

My dearest Grace, I only wish I could hold you in my arms today. Instead you decided to make your way right to heaven to be with your brother. You are together now and at peace. Always know how much Mommy and Daddy love you and how blessed we were to have you in our lives even for just 7 weeks. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you. I love you my precious beautiful little girl.