Sunday, November 25, 2012

The Cord

The Cord
 
We are connected,
My child and I, by
An invisible cord,
Not seen by the eye.
 
It’s not like the cord
That connects us ‘til birth
This cord can’t be seen
By any on earth.
 
 
This cord does its work
Right from the start.
It binds us together
Attached to my heart.
 
 
I know that it’s there
Though no one can see
The invisible cord
From my child to me.
 
 
The strength of this cord,
It’s hard to describe,
It can’t be destroyed
It can’t be denied.
 
 
It’s stronger than any cord
Man could create.
It withstands the test
Can hold any weight.
 
 
And though you are gone,
Though you’re not here with me,
The cord is still there
But no one can see.
 
 
It pulls at my heart
I am bruised, I am sore.
But the cord is my lifeline
As never before
 
 
I am thankful that God
Connects us this way
A Mother and Child
Death can’t take it away
(Author Unknown)
 
 
 
I found this poem last night and thought it was so beautiful.  I know that sometimes to those that are around me I can seem like everything is okay and I'm doing alright, but that Cord that connects me to my babies is strong and sometimes it really just pulls me so hard that I feel like my heart could break in half.  I know I will be okay... I know that time heals.  But it does leave a scar.
 
Tomorrow I have an appointment with the Doctor... I am both thankful and scared.  I am thankful that this time I am going to see a doctor... last time I didn't have any medical attention and I felt kind of lost and alone in the whole ordeal.  But I'm scared because this appointment was originally set up as my first prenatal appointment.  I would have been 7 weeks today.  I didn't realise how hard it would be to keep the same appointment.  Plus I have to go to the women's clinic which I'm sure will be filled with pregnant women.  I'm really praying I can keep it together while I am there.
 
As always, would appreciate your prayers.  Thanks everyone.
 
 

We've Lost Another One

I know I promised that I would write updates as we went through our FET journey but I never seemed to find the time to write. As you may have guessed from my title, we were very fortunate and blessed to conceive again but unfortunately at 5 weeks 3 days on November 15th we miscarried again. I just don't have the energy to write our story out at the moment. Maybe someday... we will see.
 
It has only been a little over a week since we lost our little Gabriel (Gabe for short). Right from day one I felt that this one was a boy. I kept saying that if it came out a girl it would end up having an identity crisis! Gabriel means "God is my strength". Right now, it is definitely God's strength that is keeping me going.
 
I'm really missing my babies tonight. It seems like everywhere around me are reminders of what we don't have... of what we lost. It's only been a week since we found out for sure that we miscarried Gabe and it feels like an eternity. I can't believe that I am now a Mother of three (well three miscarried babies... We also have 23 other little ones, lost as embryos) in heaven. We have been TTC for nearly 9 years and somedays I wish I could go back to the "simpler" time of just having infertility to grieve over. But then I also think of how grateful I am that at least I have children... even if they are waiting for us in heaven.
 
Esme, Zane, Gabe and my 23 precious little ones...
 
I love you and I miss you! I can't wait for the day that I get to meet you in heaven and hug and kiss you. I wish we could have met this side of heaven but I am thankful that you are spending eternity in your heavenly home. Someday we will all get to be a family together, but until then I will hold you each in my heart.
 
Love your Mom