7 Weeks Later

Goodnight my angel... 7 weeks has gone by so slow even though it seems like just yesterday when I was telling your Daddy of the "butterflies" you were playing with in my tummy. I miss those tiny nudges and flutters. We've made it 7 weeks through grief and heartache so far. I know even in 7 years there will be the same emptiness knowing we have a beautiful daughter in heaven that can't be here with us. We will always miss you sweet baby. ♥

I miss you even more today than yesterday. I wish I had you here still! Tomorrow we would have been 24 weeks gestation together. We would be silly by shopping for your shower that was planned for next month. We would be dreaming of hair bows, ribbons, dresses, sugar, spice, and everything nice. Instead, it will be 7 weeks tomorrow since we had to blow a kiss to an ultrasound screen and say we now have an angel for a daughter. It will be 7 weeks since my world was thrown of it's axis yet everyone around me were able to move on. It will never be the same, it won't get easier to breathe, and the dreams we had for you will never come to pass. I love you Molli. Daddy loves you Molli. Nana and Aunt Kit love their Molli. You are so terribly missed. I pray for peace daily but none has come for me yet. I hope for a new beginning and trust that God will restore. He is a peace speaker, a heart mender, and a soul keeper. He is a BIG God! ♥ Perhaps he has another blessing in pink for us. Perhaps it's you... Getting a second chance with the parents who hurt for your baby laugh, sparkling eyes, and soft baby skin everyday. We ♥ our baby girl!