My miscarriage
I didn't know there was such a pain as losing a child. To add to that fact is never knowing him or her; never holding the baby, counting its toes and kissing its face.
It's hard to not feel betrayed by my body. My womb was meant to carry a human being but it let me down.
It's difficult to not hate myself for not protecting my little one.
I know that there was nothing I could have done but I still feel responsible.
Miscarriage is about loss. It's about pain and disappointment and frustration in a way that can't be explained.
But it's also about life.
As I think about the amazing thing that occurred in my womb, I must take a moment to be thankful for the time I had with my child, however short. I must give thanks to my child for making me a mom.
My heart is with my Angel Mommy sisters as we all travel our journeys. What we have lived is one of the hardest experiences to have. We must lean on one another as we find our own new normals.
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