Stories of Lost Children
The Baby I Couldn't Keep
by Tara Vogler, Warwick, RI, U.S.A.
I am almost 30 this year and I have a beautiful family. My son is 8 and my daughter is 22 months. All I wanted was just one more. Material things are not important to me, my children are everything. How overjoyed we were to be pregnant again. I instantly fell in love with my baby. I had not seen it or felt it move but I couldn't help myself. I was already shopping for maternity clothes and a double stroller. How could I know that God would want my baby back so soon? At 10 weeks I started bleeding, and one week later I lost my baby. I'll never know if it was a boy or a girl. My sweet little angel will never have a name or know the warmth of Mommy and Daddy's arms. It all happened so fast sometimes I wonder if it was ever really real. But then I feel the empty hollow in my belly and my heart and I know how real it was. I may get pregnant again and I know my baby is snuggling in my Momma's arms up in heaven with God but I wonder if the pain will ever go away. Life, on the surface, has returned to normal so quickly for us but I still walk in a dull fog. I miss you my baby and I always will. Love Mommy.
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