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So often after losing a pregnancy we become lost, fixated on sadness, depression, and despair. It's hard to describe the roller coaster high of finding out you're expecting a baby, followed by the roller coaster low of discovering we've lost or are about to lose the baby. It's hard to see past the pain, to find the silver lining amidst the sorrow.
More importantly, when I felt ready to, I took time to acknowledge my loss by thinking of the beautiful, wonderful things I was hoping for out of my pregnancy and my future as a mother. I did not let go of these hopes and dreams just because I lost my baby and didn't have a born child. When I felt I could do so, I imagined what they'd look like, the activities I wanted to do with them, the trips and vacations, the games and the songs, all the things I wanted to share. Those things brought me happiness and comfort while I was pregnant and it's only natural that those same thoughts would bring me happiness when remembering my loss.
Granted, I didn't get to a place where I felt comfortable thinking about such things immediately after my loss, but over time I got to a point where I wanted to remember the happiness that being pregnant brought me, even if it was so brief. I didn't want the memory of my babies to be just pain and unhappiness because I felt those feelings didn't honor them in the way they deserved to be honored, and it was so important to me to acknowledge my pregnancy and my loss in a positive way. If not for me, for the babies I lost.
And if it all gets to be too much... Stop, breathe, and seek out support. You are not alone. Right at this very moment, there is somebody out there who wants to be there for you, be it your husband, the father of the baby, a parent, a friend, God, a spiritual leader. Reach out to them and don't be afraid to share what's on your heart.
Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.Yes, it is hard to think of the wonderful, beautiful things that surround us when we are surrounded by so much inner and physical turmoil. During my losses, I started small... I focused on the enjoyment I got from my daily walks, something that before my most devestating loss, was one of my favorite outlets. I focused on the people around me who brought me joy, comfort, and happiness. I slowly introduced into my daily routine time that was just for me, just for my enjoyment and mental well-being.
Philippians 4:8
More importantly, when I felt ready to, I took time to acknowledge my loss by thinking of the beautiful, wonderful things I was hoping for out of my pregnancy and my future as a mother. I did not let go of these hopes and dreams just because I lost my baby and didn't have a born child. When I felt I could do so, I imagined what they'd look like, the activities I wanted to do with them, the trips and vacations, the games and the songs, all the things I wanted to share. Those things brought me happiness and comfort while I was pregnant and it's only natural that those same thoughts would bring me happiness when remembering my loss.
Granted, I didn't get to a place where I felt comfortable thinking about such things immediately after my loss, but over time I got to a point where I wanted to remember the happiness that being pregnant brought me, even if it was so brief. I didn't want the memory of my babies to be just pain and unhappiness because I felt those feelings didn't honor them in the way they deserved to be honored, and it was so important to me to acknowledge my pregnancy and my loss in a positive way. If not for me, for the babies I lost.
And if it all gets to be too much... Stop, breathe, and seek out support. You are not alone. Right at this very moment, there is somebody out there who wants to be there for you, be it your husband, the father of the baby, a parent, a friend, God, a spiritual leader. Reach out to them and don't be afraid to share what's on your heart.