Dear Emma,

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The day your dad and I discovered you were on the way was on your big brother Leo’s 7th birthday. We had been eagerly hoping for this moment, and the excitement of welcoming you into our family was overwhelming. From the very moment we learned about you, our hearts overflowed with love, and we began to dream about our new life as a family of five. You were the missing piece we didn’t even know we were searching for. Seeing your tiny heartbeat on that ultrasound was a moment I will cherish forever, filling me with hope and anticipation for the day I could finally hold you.

One of the most joyful days was when we shared the news with your siblings. Leo and Mia couldn’t contain their excitement, jumping and cheering, while little Ava was so thrilled she shed happy tears. Although Ava was a bit confused at first, she quickly joined in on the joy. From that day forward, she made it a routine to thank God and us every day for you. All three of them loved to kiss my belly and talk to you, creating such beautiful early connections. Their love for you eased any worries your dad and I had, making it clear that you were meant to be a part of our family.

We were overjoyed when we brought out the Doppler to listen to your beautiful heartbeat each evening as a family. Sharing our dreams and hopes for you filled our home with love that was impossible to measure, even before we had laid eyes on you. However, there was a night when I couldn’t find your heartbeat, and I was filled with dread, praying throughout the night for your safety.

The next day, when I saw your precious little form on the ultrasound – devoid of the heartbeat we needed – my heart shattered. It was the most painful day of my life, Emma. In that moment, I realized I would never get to hold you, kiss your tiny head, or experience the joys of motherhood with you by my side. I wouldn’t be able to witness your first steps, hear your first words, or see the bond you would have with your siblings. Telling them the devastating news was heart-wrenching; I could feel their sorrow in their cries and questions. Your dad did a wonderful job of comforting them, explaining that you would always be with us, our special little angel in Heaven.

Mother’s Day was just two days after our heartbreaking news. It felt bittersweet, knowing it was the last day I would carry you. Even though I never got to meet you, my love for you is as strong as it is for your siblings. I’m grateful that we took family photos on that last day, as they are the most tangible memories I have of you. One photograph holds a special place in my heart, as it is engraved on a necklace with your name.

In the days that followed, everything felt surreal. Losing you was an unbearable weight, but we honored your brief life with a beautiful service. I hope you enjoyed the letters and pictures your siblings sent up to Heaven afterward. They each chose balloons and a special rose to place on your resting place.

Your siblings miss you dearly and speak of you often. Mia tells Leo that when it rains, you’re washing your hands in Heaven. They pray for you and hope to meet you someday, keeping your memory alive in our hearts. The weeks that followed were filled with darkness and despair. I longed for you, to meet you, to embrace you. Initially, it was hard to find any silver lining in our loss. Even caring for your siblings felt overwhelming, as my heart was heavy with grief. While many shy away from discussing such losses, I want you to know I speak of you. You are an integral part of our family.

Over time, I began to see glimpses of light in the darkness. I felt the warmth of the community supporting us through our loss. Your grandmother stepped in, taking over responsibilities without complaint. Friends, especially Laura, were there for me every day after we lost you, and Sarah captured our precious memories in photographs. I also received care and compassion from my doctor and the hospital staff.

Many reached out with calls, texts, and heartfelt cards, and flowers flooded in. One friend even sent us a basket of sunshine the day after our loss, while another gifted me a lovely necklace. Many of these gestures came from mothers who, like me, have angel babies. It was a touching reminder that your life mattered, no matter how brief.

Losing you has changed me forever, but I am also thankful for the lessons I’ve learned from this heartbreaking experience. I cherish the time I had to carry you and love you, and I witnessed the pure joy in your siblings’ eyes when they learned about you. Losing you has brought your dad and me closer, revealing the strength of our family bond. Your siblings have shown incredible resilience, and their love for you remains strong. I’ve learned to appreciate life’s small blessings and allow myself to lean on others for support. It has deepened my faith and strengthened my understanding of a mother’s love, which begins even before birth. These are precious gifts from you, Emma, and I will always carry them in my heart. I love you deeply and look forward to the day I can hold you again.

With all my love,
Mommy

P.S. For those on a similar journey, you might find this resource on intrauterine insemination helpful, and if you’re exploring options, consider checking out this guide on artificial insemination kits. Also, feel free to explore this insightful post on home insemination as well.

Summary: A heartfelt letter from a mother reflecting on the loss of her daughter, Emma, who was never born. The letter captures the joy and excitement of learning about her pregnancy, the sorrow of losing her, and the love and support from family and friends during this difficult time. It emphasizes the importance of remembering and honoring the little ones who are no longer with us.