"Breaking the Silence"---I Miscarried
I carried life that was made of love, a renewed feeling of joy and restoration in my heart for 17 weeks. Then, I lost her. As Maya Angelou said, "There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you".
I have struggled in my mind, my heart, and surely my mouth throughout this pregnancy, whether to announce the pregnancy, when I should announce, how often to post images even whether my pregnancy should be content on my blog. I don't think I formally announced the pregnancy here on the blog. My spirit knew I would never get a chance to hold my precious little girl before God.
So, I held on to her and the memories for the last couple of weeks that I knew I would be able to sustain her in my womb. I promised her I would carry her with us "living our best life" on vacation and allow her strength to transfer through me while I conquered some fears. I whispered sweet words of love while I repeatedly rubbed my baby bump, hoping that somehow she would feel me and know I never gave up on her.
I prayed that when she had a chance to see God she would ask him for a big favor for her Mommy. On my behalf, please begin creating her new brother or sister in his image and please pretty please make sure somehow I am reminded that it's my Olivia Isabella Garcia coming back to me.