It's been a sad week in my family. My sister, Stephanie was 17 weeks pregnant and her baby died on Thursday. She went to the doctor on Thursday morning and they couldn't find a heart beat. I'm so sad for her and her family. Every time I think about it I cry.
It's been no secret that I have had a hard time adjusting to motherhood, since this happened I've become so appreciative of my healthy baby girl. I know that everything happens for a reason. I know this baby didn't die in vain. Maybe it was for all of us (especially me) to appreciate what we have been given. Since Thursday, I've found myself being more patient with Bella and trying so much harder to pay attention to her and enjoy her. Like the saying goes, some people come into your lives and leave footprints on your heart. I never met this beautiful baby, but he changed my life, already. Every time I get frustrated with Bella and the differences that she has made in my life, I will remember how lucky I am to have her.
Stephanie had to deliver the baby instead of being able to have a DNC. She delivered him tonight at 6:30 pm Utah time. I believe they will be doing a graveside service next week where he will be buried with his Grandpa Meikle (I don't know all this for fact, I don't know if final decisions have been made).
I'm not sure where I stand on religious beliefs, but I do know that he must be a very special soul that was too good to have to face life on Earth, he just needed a little body so he could return to his Heavenly Father. It's comforting to know that he is there with both his Grandpas. Something special that the other cousins don't get to experience here on Earth.
Please keep Stephanie and her family in your thoughts. I can't imagine the pain and sadness that they are experiencing.
Rest in Peace Baby Boy.
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