Three weeks ago was our due date. And I didn’t expect that day to be so difficult.
God has used many resources, friends and family over the past five months to turn my heart towards Him in the middle of one of the biggest trials of my life. I quickly learned to put my feelings aside and rejoice with others when their babies were born (I’m a childbirth educator…I had to be ok with seeing and rejoicing with others! ). And after a couple of months I no longer regretted my loss, knowing that God’s plan for our family was perfect.
And then came February 25. It wasn’t the actual day though. It was all of the little reminders that popped up during the week. A picture perfect opportunity for Drew and Abigail, only she wasn’t here. Two bloggy friends with due dates the week after mine. And I once again found myself grieving that I wouldn’t be able to hold my baby in my arms.
I was caught off guard. I trusted God. I knew His plans were perfect. I wondered what was wrong.
I was talking with a friend one day and she reminded me…it is ok to grieve. In fact, it’s normal. Just because I’m grieving doesn’t mean I’m not trusting God. There is heartache in this world, but it causes me to look forward to the day I will be in heaven where there is no pain.
And I know that God gives the grace and strength for each moment and each day. I know that when the next day comes where I’m missing my baby, He will be there. I’m not alone.
This post is linked to Our Simple Country Life.