Six years ago today I delivered my 4th child, little Mary Rose. We gave her that name because I was due to have her in June, which would've been the time of the Rose Festival in Portland.
She had died in utero at around 15 weeks. We had the amazing experience of a natural delivery, which meant that Marcus and I got to see, touch, and hold our little girl. It is something I'll never forget.
For those of you who have lost babies, you know that time really does help. I'm missing my sweet Mary Rose, but God had more gifts in store for me. One year later I had Gemma…then later Sedric…and now Celeste. This doesn't lessen my love for Mary Rose but it sure helped to take the raw pain away. Now I look back with gratitude for the short time I had with her, and we know she's at perfect peace as our advocate in heaven.
|Mary Rose -- 1/8/2009|