Last year on this day I told my family I was pregnant. There was so much love and happy tears from everyone... little did we know we’d lose the baby less than a month later.

I just don’t know how to cope with today.. my family looks at me so different and I feel like it’s all my fault.

I should have my sweet baby this year.. but I don’t.

Everyone should have brought a present for my sweet little 4 month old.. but they didn’t.

We should be waking up with excitement to open presents in the morning.. but we won’t.

To anyone who has lost their little one, I understand. I understand the pain and discomfort of the holidays, the unwanted hatred for everyone else who got to keep their babies.

Just know you’re not alone. Not on the holidays, not on the regular days, NEVER ALONE. 💗

Our angels are watching over us. 👼🏼