Wednesday I went in for a sonogram, because I had been having some bleeding. They couldn't find a heartbeat for our little baby. I saw it on the screen, but apparently it wasn't really there. our teeny tiny little person from our family had gone on to Heaven to be with Jesus. The sonogram place was right near James' work, so Patrick and I went over there to see him afterwards.
I'd already started a file of "momentos" for Baby Number 2's scrapbook. I had printed emails of congratulations, the card from the flowers James sent me--that afternoon I added another thing. The pictures from the sonogram. It was so final. Like a funeral. I was putting something in our babies folder that meant it was the end of our baby's life.....such a short little life. Not quite 8 weeks old even. We loved our little baby.....and we will always hold our precious little baby in our hearts.
I'd already started a file of "momentos" for Baby Number 2's scrapbook. I had printed emails of congratulations, the card from the flowers James sent me--that afternoon I added another thing. The pictures from the sonogram. It was so final. Like a funeral. I was putting something in our babies folder that meant it was the end of our baby's life.....such a short little life. Not quite 8 weeks old even. We loved our little baby.....and we will always hold our precious little baby in our hearts.
