Going through pregnancy loss, is something I never in a million years thought I would experience. Let alone twice. Going through infertility is one heartache. Beginning IVF is another. Yet miscarriage, is really it’s own ball game. The thoughts, emotions, feelings, and the hurt never really leave you. Those little beans that were growing in you – were babies. Your babies. They were your DNA, and they had little heart beats and they had little personalities. Even at only a few short weeks. Blogging gave me a place to vent, a place to cry, a support network. It gave me somewhere that I wasn’t just a statistic. I was allowed to be a grieving mother. I had two due dates. January 15th and August 17th. Those days will always hold a special place in my heart. Rest in peace my tiny little angel seeds.

Mama will see you one day.

To read more click here for a reflection on miscarriage.. And here to see what having a rainbow baby means to me.