Dec. 28th 1st Pregnancy Due Date

Dear Little One,

Today was supposed to be your birthday. I'm not sure how to write this letter but I do know that we are still eagerly awaiting your arrival and love you more than life itself. We miss you everyday. We want more than anything to be your parents and to hold you and love you...and until that day comes we will hold you in our hearts. You have grandparents and parents and uncles and aunts that can't wait til you get here. Come back to us soon.

Love,
Mommy and Daddy



(I know this post might sound a little strange, I've never really written anything on my position on this topic, but ever since I can remember I have always felt that children lost before their time (especially in utero) always make their way back. Even if it's a different body I feel the soul always returns. I've felt this way about any of my friends who have lost a child through miscarriage and I feel this way about my own child lost. I guess that is why I never let go of a balloon to say goodbye or buried something...mainly because I truly feel that my first born is still that to be...my first born. I know this might sound strange to certain people and seem as though I can't really move on, but in my heart I feel this is the way things are meant to be. I have always felt that our bodies are just a form but a soul remains forever. And so this is the letter I send to my little one to be and that was meant to be. Because I know that even though its body...or possibly my body could not bring it to life the first time, I'm willing to try again and hope that it's willing to try again.

Not saying that this works for everyone, but I encourage you to think about it...what if this was really the case? What differences would this make in the life you've lived so far...and continue to live?)