Thinking about Stretch.

You know, some people ask me from time to time about Stretch. I still think about him / her (the "stretch" marks remind me for one thing). It's tough, if Stretch was around, Aria wouldn't be, but that doesn't make me miss my other little one any less. I think of Stretch as a him (perhaps because I wanted a boy first, Brad's the one who wanted a girl), and I think about the fact that my mom has a grandchild to play with up in heaven - she loves hugging grandchildren, so it's good my little stretch is up there so she has someone to read stories to.

Every time I hear about someone else losing a baby, it just breaks my heart again, to become part of this club isn't something I'd wish on anyone - but I feel blessed to be able to talk to people about it, nonetheless.

Something interesting to mention is that the time when we started telling people we were expecting Aria was right on Stretch's due date (which made that day a little easier to handle), and the day after Aria's birth was the day we started the miscarriage - so Aria's a sweetheart for taking care of her mommy even before she knew she was doing it (ok, so GOD also had a big part to play, and I'm glad he did).

I want all my friends & family to know that I don't forget their little loved ones, and that I DO love them all, even though I never got to meet them. For Laverne, Stretch, Acorn & Blip, and a few others whose names I didn't know, I cry for you all from time to time, and I look forward to meeting you and hugging you in heaven, where you're all playing together and where you can show me around.

In memory of...