This is only going to be a short piece, but I wanted to write something about Baby Loss Awareness Week.
I, fortunately, have no first hand experience of losing a baby, and for that, I feel truly blessed, but it doesn’t stop me from taking the time to think about all the babies who are born asleep. About those who came into this world, but did not make it home. The babies who were desperately longed for already had names and lives planned out for them but didn’t make it into this world. Those who were here long enough to be loved by all, and held by many, but couldn’t stay.
I won’t even pretend to understand the heartache that these families go through. About the spaces that these babies leave behind, but I want to remember all these precious little ones, and I want to offer my love to those I know who have loved them, and who will miss them forever.