
An image of a 16 week fetus.
This is a little personal but I need to write it, so here goes.
I have been struggling.
As some of you know I have lost two babies.
I have come to accept the loss of my babies.
However,
I haven't been comfortable saying I have
7 children.
Maybe,
I wasn't ready to explain what happened
and
perhaps some days I still won't be ready.
But...
I had a dream...
It was about my Baby Jeannie.
It was in the early hours of this morning.
It was a fabulous dream.
I saw her, clear as day.
I had prayed that I could have seen my babies.
I thought it might make it easier to deal with.
I thought since I never saw them,
except in ultrasound,
that perhaps it didn't count.
It does count.
They are real people to me.
My kids all know about their sisters.
We put Christmas socks up for them,
they are a part of our life.
As of today I will tell people I have
7 children.
I am proud of this.
I am also going to live my life well so I may raise my babies
after I pass from this Earth.
The other thing that has bothered me is...
I had an early miscarriage, at 4 weeks.
It was sad to me at the time and I have thought that while
it was a pregnancy it wasn't a fully formed baby.
I also had another found pregnancy but
I never knew I was pregnant until after that surgery.
These are both losses.
But to me, it is not the same
as the loss of my other babies.
Does that mean I have 9 children?
This is what I have decided.
Heavenly Father has complete control.
Heavenly Father loves me.
Heavenly Father will take care of all things.
I saw and heard my two babies.
I have named my two babies.
I am comfortable leaving the rest in Heavenly Father's hands.
Thank you for letting me express some of my thoughts.