Posted by bassgiraffe in baby, Mommy | 7 Comments
“But Now You’re Gone” 3 years now
I had a miscarriage May 27th, 2008. I was 12 weeks along. It was a physically tough miscarriage and mentally painful. I got to see my baby when he/she came out and I don’t care what the medical world says, he/she was a baby. He/she had arms, feet, head, eyes, nose…
Below is what I wrote for our lost baby on the day he/she left us. A few weeks later we went to Build-a-Bear and created a bear in the baby’s memory and I put this poem inside with the heart. When I’m sad and missing our baby I hug this bear.
“We wanted you so bad
We dreamed of You
But Now you’re gone.
I dreamed of looking at your face
Of seeing your eye & smile
But now you’re gone
Oh my little baby how I long to hold you
How I long to whisper in your ear, “I love you.”
But you are gone
My heart longs for you
I look forward to the day we get to meet in heaven.
I love you my child.
Love, your mommy(May 27th, 2008)”
Sending you my love and prayers.
I remember the feeling/pain of losing my baby (your post made me cry remembering)such a sweet poem xx
I’m so sorry. I can understand to well what pain your heart feels for the baby you don’t have to hold. My miscarriage would be 8. I miss them so! I have 3 others to make my time go by however there is always that little thought I have one not here. Praying for you! XOXO
Praying your strength. Beautiful poem, it made me cry. it makes me thankful for the ones I have and Have not lost. God bless you and your family.
What a sweet poem! Thinking of you today as you remember your baby in heaven!
I’m so sorry for your loss. I don’t really understand your feelings because I have been lucky enough not to have that experience but I can imagine how difficult it must be for you.
I’ve been there too, and although time makes it a bit easier, nothing can ever erase a memory like that from your mind and the feeling is always fresh in your heart. Knowing that you will one day be reunited is one of the only things that helps keep me strong. Hard to explain to someone who has never experienced it. All of our little ones are in heaven holding hands, waiting for us.
Thinking of you.