Being a Mother with out a child

As mother day approaches my heart breaks for not only my self but for mothers like me. We are the mothers that did not get to raise our babies, the mothers that left the hospital with empty arms, the mothers that still hurt when a friend or loved one post that they are pregnant. We are the mothers that cry on mothers day. We wonder who our little one would be today, we wonder about the color of their eyes and hair, we wonder about how their laughter would sound and even about their cries. We long for sleepless nights and dirty diapers. We feel alone even though there are others who have felt a loss similar to ours. We sit at church on Mothers day and we try to be happy for those around us while no one acknowledges that we are Mothers. Last year on Mothers day I was still married and even though my husband was there with me, It was the hardest day of my life so far. My little girl would have been a few months old. I sat in our spare room alone and cried and cried a few friends tried to make me feel better but nothing can ever take that pain away. This year my sweet sweet baby girl would be 13 months old. I do not know quite yet how this mothers day will go, I do know that one little girl will be looking down on my from heaven and wishing me a happy mothers day. To those reading this who have never experienced infant or pregnancy loss just remember that we are mothers too. We may not be a mother the way you are but we are still mothers. I am open to talking about it, some women my not, respect the fact that they do not want to talk about. Show us love and let us know that you are there for us. A poem that has helped me: The Cord We are connected, My child and I, by An invisible cord Not seen by the eye. It's not like the cord That connects us 'til birth This cord can't been seen By any on Earth. This cord does it's work Right from the start. It binds us together Attached to my heart. I know that it's there Though no one can see The invisible cord From my child to me. The strength of this cord Is hard to describe. It can't be destroyed It can't be denied. It's stronger than any cord Man could create It withstands the test Can hold any weight. And though you are gone, Though you're not here with me, The cord is still there But no one can see. It pulls at my heart I am bruised...I am sore, But this cord is my lifeline As never before. I am thankful that God Connects us this way. -Unknown Please on this mothers day do not dismiss us or ignore us. We are proud mother of angels in Heaven. A mother and child Death can't take it away! Author Unknown

Please on this mothers day do not dismiss us or ignore us. We are proud mothers of babies who live with Heavenly Father.

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