To Our Little Peanut, I really thought my next open letter would be to our rainbow baby. The baby that survived following our last miscarriage. To my extreme sadness, this letter is not that. On February 4th, 2017, we found out we were 4 weeks pregnant for you. I'll never forget the instant tears and placing my hand on my stomach, telling you how much we loved you begging you to stay with us. I'm sorry I put so much pressure on you, I just wanted you to stay so badly. The longer time went on, the more confident we were that you really were going to be with us always. We had your names picked out and constantly talked about what kind of parents we wanted to be for you. We talked to you everyday and your daddy always put his hand over you so you knew how much loved you too. We even got to see early stages of you on an ultrasound which made it that much more real. I had your picture posted on my screen saver and on our shelf. I just wanted to see you any chance I coul
Sharing our journey of infertility to break the silence in hopes of helping others know they aren't alone.