When a child is conceived, they don't just make room in the womb, but they make room in the heart. Not just the mother's heart but the father's and the family's. They make room in the dreams of the future to come.
When this child is taken too soon, when it leaves the womb unborn, they never leave the heart. The dreams of the future are gone but the heart is where that baby resides now.
Unfortunately, losing a baby leaves you brokenhearted. Leaves you feeling empty in so many ways knowing that the baby you loved before you knew them is no longer alive. The only comfort I find as a mother with an angel baby is knowing that that baby is in Heaven, a place I would rather be at this point in time. But I can't. I'm stuck here on Earth empty-handed, with an empty womb but not an empty heart.
I love you my dear Sweet Pea more than you'll ever know.
