Last Thursday was our original due date. Life had other plans and our son arrived 17 weeks early due to premature ruptured membranes. This week was another milestone reminding us that he is gone. I woke up yesterday morning thinking I should be taking care of a baby. Some days I still can’t believe this happened to us.
My husband and I decided we would wait 6 months (May) to start trying again. Doctors orders were to wait a year. But because she couldn’t give us a specific reason to wait that long. we thought 6 months was a good compromise. I pray every day for a new and healthy pregnancy. I’m so anxious to hold our baby and bring them home it just seems so far away at this point.
My heart heavy for you. I remember that first due date and all the should have beens and how it all still feels so unreal. I will keep you in my thoughts as you navigate these firsts that no momma should ever know, yet so many of us do.
Dates always have such a sting with them; I recall hating the entire first year after I lost Josie because to me it marked all the milestones I should be watching for and celebrating yet I didn't have a baby that was talking or crawling or etc. So very sorry for the longing in your heart.
Love and hugs
Hugs to you. Remember you are not alone.
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