Advice ? Encouragement ?


I don’t know where I’m supposed to put this, but PLEASE READ

I’m 14 years old and about 6 months ago I got pregnant. I wasn’t trying, but when I found out I was pregnant, I was nervous but so happy it worked out like that . I planned everything out with my best friend and the dad and we were all so excited. We did a ring test and found out it was a girl , which made us so eager to pick a name. We decided to name her Addi. We were picking everything out and had planned on school plans, Maternity plans, and we were on top of it. We prayed every day and night for God to help us through it healthy and to help us raise our healthy baby throughout her life. My family was supportive, and as were all of my friends. Today marks what would have been 24 weeks and 2 days.

About 8 weeks in, I woke up with the worst cramps and I was terrified. I rushed to the bathroom to no blood which was a relief. I took it easy the rest of the morning but a few hours later, I went to the bathroom and noticed I had started bleeding and there was multiple blood clots. I was miscarrying. I sat there and cried and cried because of the physical and mental pain I had felt. The one thing, I had wanted more than ever , and had loved more than anything. Gone. It was too much to take and I couldn’t grasp it .

A week or so passed and the bleeding stopped. The baby was passed. That night, it was still hard and I was filled with misbelief. I was about to lay down, when I hit me pillow and started praying. I prayed for God to show me a sign that it was real and I went to sleep. I was woken up to a dream. The dad and I were in the ultrasound room watching her kick and wave , when the monitor stopped and she stopped breathing. We cried together and I woke up in tears.

My life has never been the same, but I know she’s in heaven waiting for me.

I miss her like crazy, and some days are harder then others. Any advice or words of encouragement?