Miscarriage, Stillbirth, Baby loss; it is a taboo subject, a topic that is whispered about. A topic that people are afraid to admit happens. Are they afraid they are somehow going to catch it?, like you catch a cold. Is it such obscene topic that we have to keep it hidden? Even our language…loss, we didn’t lose anything!!, like we lose our keys or a shoe. Our baby died!
Do you know who I am? Do you know that I am your mom?Do you know how much I love you?Do you know that I would of given anything to have you here with me? to see your bright eyes and smiling face, to experience your fighting with your brother and sitting on your Dad’s lap. Do you see me?Do you feel my love from heaven? Does my love fly to heaven? Do you know how much you are missed? Even now, the ache that I feel, the longing to hold you again. The desire to teach you, to have sleepless nights, wipe away tears and the dirty diapers. I am under no illusions, I want it all.