Okay, so today is October 19th, 4 days later than I was planning on writing this post, but as the title says, better late than never!
October 15th is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day. As I mentioned in my very first blog, even though River is an only child (so far) here on earth, he has an older sibling (we feel strongly she was a girl) that was too beautiful for this world and is now watching over him in heaven. She was due on January 15th, 2008 but born just two weeks after we found out we were expecting her in May 2007, just 6 weeks into gestation. I would like to take this opportunity to write a blog in remembrance of her.
DH and I started trying to get pregnant around November/December 2006. After a few months of no luck we decided to track my cycle to help increase our chances of getting pregnant. At the end of that first tracked cycle we found out that our efforts had paid off and we were expecting our first child. I was beyond excited because this was something that I had wanted for several years. It was so exciting to go to my first appointment at the Women's Clinic and learn all about what I could expect over the next 8 months. It was awesome to see how excited DH was about the prospect of becoming a father. Though we didn't know whether we were expecting a boy or a girl, we gave her a name for when we spoke to her and when we made plans for the changes she would make in our lives. As I mentioned in a previous
post, DH comes up with some interesting nick names, and hers was no exception. We named our little one Bill Murray... Yes, you read that correctly, Bill Murray after the actor. Don't worry, that was just a nick name, NOT what we were going to name her when she was born!
We found out we were expecting the week before Mother's Day. So as a fun way to tell my family we waited until Mother's Day to break the news and gave my Mom a positive pregnancy test as part of her gift. It didn't go as well as we had hoped because it took my family a good five minutes to figure out what it was! But it still was very cute to see their reaction when they finally did. Once they found out it was difficult to tell who was more excited, DH and myself, my Mom or my niece Abby. She kept on asking me, "Are you really pregnant? Am I really going to have a cousin finally?" It just made me all the more excited about this bundle of joy working away at coming into the world.
I will keep my discussion of when we lost her lost her to a minimum because that is not what I want to focus on in this post. I will just note that it was a week after Mother's Day that I started to miscarry. It was the most difficult loss I have ever had to deal with. Even to this day I miss her so much and think about her daily. I can't wait until I get to meet her in heaven!
As part of the grieving process, on her due date, DH and I took a half day at work and went to a
Build-a-Bear workshop to build a little stuffed animal representative of our lost angel. At first I knew that this would help me in my grieving process but eventually I wanted this stuffed animal for our children to represent their older sister that is up in heaven watching over them. The stuffed animal is a cute little monkey to represent the silliness that we have in our family with a lions roar when you press her paw to represent that she will always be there to protect them. On September 14th, the torch was passed when our little family of 2 finally became 3.
Thank you so much for being a part of our family, Bill Murray. We all love you so much! You have taught me so much and continue to on a daily basis! From lessons on the true miracle of life to strong power of the love of a mother for her child. You will always be loved. Never forgotten!
Bill Murray Preston - May 2007
"Their tiny feet go before us to show us the way home."
-Unknown
We sure do love you! ~Love, Mom, Dad, and River
For those interested, I have added the Pregnancy and Infant Loss banner to that bottom of my blog. This is also a link to the website. It has great ways to commemorate the lives of these precious angels that were lost too soon.