Today is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day.
The statistics are pretty high with 1 out of 4 woman (and their partners) experiencing this.
I am grouped into this number, three times.
I had three miscarriages between Gavin and Blake and it was one of the most difficult things that I was ever faced with.
I was just reflecting on this ten days ago, October 5th to be exact, as that marked the day of my first D&C. It has been six years since that day and I can still pinpoint the gut-wrenching, emotional pain that took over my body and mind for months.
The next two pregnancies were an exciting, uplifting time, as we were given hope to be parents again. It soon followed with anger, fear, and sorrow as the pregnancies came to an end.
There were no answers on why it was occurring, it just was. We had to accept it and continue to stay optimistic.
I did have a rainbow baby after my third consecutive miscarriage. Blake brought hope, love, and completeness to our family and sealed my broken heart.
So for those of you that have been in similar shoes, my heart goes out to you. Sending big hugs filled with empathy and love.
Butterflies, Hope and My Rainbow Baby