Dear god, I know I am young. Barely 16 is no time to be a mum. But it is something inside me that I have always dreamed of..

I never even knew, of the angel inside me. I never got the chance to cry out joyfully. I never got the chance to capture two pink lines. instead.. i got to feel the pain in my hips, thighs, and back. I got to flow profusely, and cry. sitting alone at school, not knowing what was happening to me or why. i got to go home, and sit inside my bathroom, and die a little inside when I realized...

I had just lost my angel. Recalled to heaven above. Taken from me, my sweet, before I had a single moment to even feel like a mum. And now I sit here each night, praying to a baby I never got to tuck in to bed, calling out sleep tight.. And now I sit here and ponder upon my lonely mind, what would my angel have been? A son, a daughter? clear blue eyes like their father, or deep earthy brown eyes like their mother? To what would my angel have looked like, if they had gotten the chance to be birthed in 09/2018....

Rest in Peace my little love-bug.

- mommy