June 16, 2008
June 16 has always been a very special day to me, not only is it my birthday, but a birthday for a lot of my family members. It has always been a day of celebration, joy and happiness. In 2008, June 16 became a day of mourning, the most horrific day of my life.
After carrying my daughter Julia for 37 weeks, my family and I were planning a new beginning in our lives. I had just finished decorating the corner of our bedroom where her crib was, imagining that there would be a beautiful bundle of joy sleeping there in just a matter of a few weeks, if not sooner. The birth of my daughter was something I had waited for my whole life, I dreamed about her. I was feeling as though a life long dream of mine was finally going to come true and that we were blessed.
Julia passed away on June 16, 2008, the day before she was born.
When she was born, I felt so comforted being able to hold her, to look at her, to talk to her. I was finally able to be her Mommy, to embrace her, to kiss her. It didn't matter that she would never take a breath or smile at me. I longed for this baby my whole life and I finally had her. She was so beautiful and precious. I love her with all of my heart, more than I have ever loved anyone in my whole life, even more than I love myself.
Ever since that day, I have had to learn to live my life without her. Everywhere I go, everything I do is a reminder that my child is not with me. It has gotten easier, but she will always be in my heart. I will always wonder what she would have been like.
June 16 has always been a very special day to me, not only is it my birthday, but a birthday for a lot of my family members. It has always been a day of celebration, joy and happiness. In 2008, June 16 became a day of mourning, the most horrific day of my life.
After carrying my daughter Julia for 37 weeks, my family and I were planning a new beginning in our lives. I had just finished decorating the corner of our bedroom where her crib was, imagining that there would be a beautiful bundle of joy sleeping there in just a matter of a few weeks, if not sooner. The birth of my daughter was something I had waited for my whole life, I dreamed about her. I was feeling as though a life long dream of mine was finally going to come true and that we were blessed.
Julia passed away on June 16, 2008, the day before she was born.
When she was born, I felt so comforted being able to hold her, to look at her, to talk to her. I was finally able to be her Mommy, to embrace her, to kiss her. It didn't matter that she would never take a breath or smile at me. I longed for this baby my whole life and I finally had her. She was so beautiful and precious. I love her with all of my heart, more than I have ever loved anyone in my whole life, even more than I love myself.
Ever since that day, I have had to learn to live my life without her. Everywhere I go, everything I do is a reminder that my child is not with me. It has gotten easier, but she will always be in my heart. I will always wonder what she would have been like.
3 comments:
Julia is just beautiful. I wish you were still able to hold her in your arms.
I am so sorry for your loss. I was looking for an old friend of mine online and it brought me to this page. I also lost a baby boy a couple of days before his birth on March 9th, 1983. His name is Paul Raymond. I have since been blessed with 2 other sons. I understand how difficult this loss has been for you both. God Bless. What a beautiful little angel your baby is!
Thank you for stopping by my blog to offer support in my time of grief.
Your Julia is absolutely beautiful - I'm so sorry you lost her.
I know exactly what you mean when you say that you were still so happy to be able to be her Mommy, in spite of everything. I felt the exact same way. I really didn't cry much the night Madelyn was born, but I was too in awe of her at the time for the sadness to truly take over. It was the next day, when we were leaving without her, that things began to look bleak.
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