You will always be your daddy's little girl!!! I will always have the memories of my little girl,Īlways remember you gave me this strength and that They say it takes a real man to admit when he is sad,īut how can I be sad when I look at the daughter that I had? They are a sign of the love I have inside. I'll never be sad that I had you, only that you're gone.
You were so precious and your memory will always live on. My strength comes from the love you gave to me,Īnd it's that strength I want the world to see.Īnd when people ask me about my daughter, I can't help but feel pride and love when your name is spoken. I don't act this way 'cause I'm ashamed to feel the way I do.īecause although I hurt right now and my heart is broken, I put on this front as I don't want the world to see I would rather seem rude than let them see me cry. They see the smile on my face but miss the hurt in my eye. They tell me it's amazing how I've stayed so strong,īut they don't see how I cry when I hear your song. Even if you never held your baby in your arms, their short life had meaning, and they will always be a part of your family. We encourage you to do something to keep the memory of your baby alive. We hope that you will see that you are not alone by reading these poems on pregnancy and infant loss. The darkness you walked through can shine a light for someone else going through the same thing. Many people who suffer miscarriages don't share the news openly, causing them to wrestle with the pain without others knowing.
Loss due to miscarriages, stillbirths, SIDS, and other infant deaths are not always talked about. The pain can be unbearable for parents who experience this void in their lives. It's a month to remember the babies we never got to hold in our arms or the babies that left this earth too soon.
This awareness month was first declared on October 15, 1988, by President Ronald Reagan. October is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month. Published: October 2020 46 Poems About Pregnancy And Infant Loss *You can read about my journey through miscarriage here, here, and here, and I share some encouragement for mothers who are pregnant again after loss in this article on Her View From Home.Pregnancy And Infant Loss Awareness Month I pray that you know that you are never alone and that even if you feel like no one else sees you, God does and He is faithful to get you through even your worst days. If you are pregnant with a rainbow baby or if you are mourning the loss of a baby, my heart goes out to you and I encourage you to share your grief with someone you trust. Īnd yet, one child doesn’t prepare you for the next. The second, This Motherhood Is New, I wrote once I had allowed myself to believe that we would meet our son and I was sorting through some of my feelings about becoming a mother, again. The first, Rainbow Baby, I wrote in an attempt to stop foreboding about my pregnancy and our baby’s health. I will share more details about Noah’s birth when I have the time, but for now, here are two poems I wrote while I was pregnant. Pregnancy reminded me of the importance of slowing down and since this is not something I embrace easily I am grateful to have a good reason to do so. Though the reality is, I’ve been taking things slow for a while now. I have taken things slower this time around to give myself a chance to heal and adjust. This is quite possibly the best part of mothering multiple children -to witness the way they love and care for each other (most of the time). Our oldest has said multiple times: “I am so glad we have a new baby brother!” And our youngest doesn’t miss a chance to hold or kiss him. Noah’s big brothers, Alex and Connor, adore him and find it especially hilarious when he poops or burps. All I can say is, God is good and I am endlessly grateful for this gift. I will forever be in awe of the miracle of birth-how a little baby can develop from a cluster of cells and in less than a year, emerge from a woman, ready to breathe, eat, and grow. He is three weeks old now and I still have moments when I cannot believe that he is real. The roller coaster of emotions that walk hand-in-hand with mothers who are pregnant again after mourning the loss of a baby in the womb, seemed to vanish as my midwife placed Noah’s little pink body on mine. He is our biggest baby, weighing in at 8 pounds, 10 ounces, and 22 inches long.Īnd here we are, living on the other side of the fear and desperate hope that I carried throughout my pregnancy. Noah Benjamin was born on Octoat 3:50 AM.
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