My Heaven baby was due this week. Today I'm remembering and missing my baby. I don't think you ever get over losing an unborn, no matter how far along you were.
I'm remembering the positive pregnancy test, how I told Daddy, the belly pics on the beach in Hawaii, the nausea, when the bleeding started and then that dreaded moment when the doctor kept looking, and kept looking at the ultrasound. The silence, the polite facial expression. Evidence, without words, that my baby was in Heaven.
I got to "hold" my baby for 12 weeks. Now Jesus will hold this child until I get to meet them in Heaven. A great place to wait, don't ya think?
I love you, my little unborn, my Heaven child.