by
Stephanie Marrotek
Three positive Home Pregnancy
Tests are all I have to
prove you existed. To anyone
else, you never were. But
to me, you were my child.
I had already dreamed of
carrying you in the car
seat, taking Charlie to
school. I thought of how
cute you would be and how
I couldn't wait to hold
you. You were only 7 weeks
old...so small, yet loved
so much already. I will
think of you and wonder
how life would be if you
had lived. I wondered what
you would be, a boy or
girl, and the other night,
Charlie climbed onto my
lap and said, "Mommy, you
know the baby that died?" I
said yes. He said, "I think
it was going to be a boy." So
a boy to us you will be.
I will always miss you
and feel the missing piece
that you are in our family.
I am sure that your big
sister Amanda Joy is taking
care of you in Heaven.
Give her a kiss from me,
and know that I love you
both deeply in my heart.
HUGS and love, Your mommy,
Stephanie January 2, 2004
Written for
Baby Bean, who was miscarried
Dec 21, 2003 at 7 1/ 2weeks
gestation. Baby Bean joins
his sister Amanda Joy in
Heaven. Missed by his mommy,
daddy and big brother Charlie. |