With a grieving heart I wanted to share that on Saturday, December 12th, we lost our precious son. I was blessed with the ability to deliver in the hospital, alongside caring hospital staff who did all they could to keep both of us alive. We were also able to name him Dominic, hold him, and get his tiny footprints. He was about 18 weeks old, and perfectly formed. I suffered an infection in my uterus, which led to pre-term labor, and he simply was unable to survive. His name means “of the Lord”. Little Dominic taught us many beautiful lessons in a painful yet powerful way about the depth of love as well as the true meaning of love. He was a fighter until the end. We will always remember our second baby and he is such a wonderful part of our family. Thank you to all of our friends and family for your tremendous support and encouragement during this difficult time. My sister, for being such a rock and helper in my life. My daughter, for showing her momma such tender and sweet love at only 3 years old. And my husband, for relentlessly being at my side through every moment, losing sleep and being my greatest source of comfort and companionship. This week I have truly seen the mercy, compassion, and love of Jesus through more people than I can count. Thanks to all of you who loved us so patiently during our time of grievance. I trust in God’s providence and care for our amazing little fighter, Dominic, and trust that he is in the arms of his loving Father.
I wrestled with sharing this on my blog, but know that some of you know that I was pregnant, and pretty far along. My hope is that this will unite me with other women and men who have experienced this kind of loss, and that in the coming time I can share my grief, healing, and recovery. I am aware of so many women who have gone through this, and my heart goes out to you if you have ever dealt with a miscarriage, stillborn, or loss of a child.