"God Bless the Child Thats Got His Own"
About two months ago I turned 27 years old. This year was more of a reflection sort of birthday. My parents and my husband were really the only people I celebrated with. I wanted to have a big gathering but for some reason or other it just didn’t work out that way.
I kinda waited to late to organize something and three other family members were having something so I just said next year.
This year has been a difficult one though. Finding out I’m pregnant for the second time, getting disappointed again, only to find out I’ve suffered another miscarriage. Struggling through a period of depression and getting back out into the work world and starting a business of my own.
I was recently reflecting on my latest baby I lost. I think about both of my little angels every day, but November 5th was the day I was supposed to be due with Aiden, the baby I lost in April due to a miscarriage.
When I look on Facebook it seems that EVERYBODY has a kid(s) these days, married or not. Sometimes it bothers me and I think “Why is that not my husband and I”?
It irks me sometimes when I run into people I know and they ask, “Do you have any kids yet?” Even though they aren’t aware of what I’ve been through, I smile, nod and say, “No, not yet”.
But even though I have suffered the loss of two babies, and I’m only 27, I am still hopeful that we will have a family one day.
At some point in time you have to stop and say, “I’m ok with the way my life is right now.” We are working, healthy and we are surrounded by love.
The time will come when we have a family, but for right now my husband and I are chilin’ and we are “OK” with that.