The final email I received today truly brought me to tears. The first words I read touched my heart: "I came across your blog the other day, and I just want you to know how
much it has helped me already. I thought I would share my story with
you, I found it helps when I tell my story to others who have gone
through something similar.." And this really just drove everything home to me. Oh, I am just so thankful for this. And really, this is all it's about: bringing hope and healing in times or pain that never truly leave us. Thank you, thank! Here is the story of twins Jessie and Tony:
My boyfriend and I have been together for a long time. Since July of 2012, we decided that we wanted to try and have our own baby. It only took us 6 months to conceive, and after the third month we decided we wouldn't try so hard anymore, and whatever happened, would happen. So in this past January, I started feeling funnier than I usually do. I felt bloated, nauseous all the time, and didn't enjoy eating as much as I once did. I was also tired all the time. My period was late, so I did the only thing that I thought I should do, and I took a pregnancy test. I found out that I was pregnant! Those two pink lines were absolutely beautiful to me. I was so scared, but so excited at the same time. My boyfriend and I live together so he was the first person who found out. I remember running into our bedroom and showing him the test. But just like anyone else, we were scared. We're young, we don't have health insurance, and we're still living with my parents, and jobless. Before telling our parents, we got excited about the things that any expecting couple would get excited about. Christmas, Halloween, Birthdays! It all seemed really fun and exciting. We even went to go look at baby things at the store. I couldn't wait to get a job so I could give my princess/prince whatever they needed or wanted. I told my mother and step dad, and my mom cried, and my step dad was upset, but they helped me schedule an appointment, one that I would never get to go to. About a week later, I woke up one morning bleeding, with the worst cramps I had ever had, like a really bad period. I began crying and laid down in the shower, that was how bad I was hurting. My boyfriend rubbed my back, while I laid in bed, as I was in denial and scared, thinking the worst. My mom is a nurse so she was very blunt with me, saying that I was probably having a miscarriage, and that I would just have to wait until my appointment to figure it out. That completely broke my heart. It was not something I wanted to hear. This was my first pregnancy, and I wanted it to last to full term! I wanted this baby so badly. The next day, I stayed home from school, regardless of the fact my mom didn't want me to stay home. I was still bleeding everywhere, and I ended up laying on the bathroom floor for an hour when I felt blood rushing down my leg. And there she was, my child. I cried for hours on that floor and was so scared to even tell my boyfriend what happened... and the pain and bleeding wouldn't even go away. The same thing happened hours later, and there was another one, a second baby. For that very short time I was expecting twins, and I didn't even know it yet. I was so early in my pregnancy, but it still felt so real to me. I named them a boy and a girl's name since I didn't know the genders because it was so early. I named them Jessica (Jessie) Caedence, and Anthony (Tony) James. I think about them every day even though it hasn't been that long. I'm still hoping for the rainbow after the storm. I hope my angels are resting in peace, along with your little angel. God bless!
Jessie and Tony- This world lost you too soon. You are missed so much and your mom loves you with all of her heart. You're forever her two little ones and I know she misses you so much. But I also know that you'll be together someday. And they you're still in her heart. You are so loved!
A mother's love never dies.
A mother's love never dies.
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