Two years ago, right now, I was pregnant. Now, if you're doing the math, you're probably wondering... how did I have G in Sept. 2008 if I was pregnant in Oct. 2007? Well, that's because we lost G's older sibling.
I never made it far enough in my pregnancy to know if the baby was a boy or a girl. In fact, the pregnancy never even got far enough along for me to share the good news with family and friends. Before DH & I even had a chance to digest this life-altering news, God decided our little one would be better off with Him. I cried, I screamed, I pleaded. I couldn't understand why someone I loved so much-- even though I'd never met him or her-- had been taken away from me.
Over the past two years, I've learned of far too many sad stories. There's Gabe. There's Kayleigh. There's my co-worker, "M", who lost her baby boy. Both my sister-in-laws lost babies. A close friend went through multiple losses to finally have her son, "K". And, just last week, one of my dearest friend's lost her niece. What I've learned over this time is, it doesn't matter when you lost a baby, or how many children you've had since, or if your child had a name or had even taken a breath. A loss is a loss, and we all deal with our grief differently.
Saturday morning, I will have the privilege of walking to remember these lost little ones as part of a group very dear to my heart. The same co-worker who lost her baby last year introduced me to this organization just after the birth of my daughter. I had always yearned for an outlet for my broken heart, a proper way to honor the child that was too good for this earth. 
This group not only provides such an outlet, but it also provides support throughout the year to parents who lose a child. So, one year ago, on a bright, beautiful, crisp fall morning, G, DH, & I walked to remember the baby we never got to meet. When I walk this weekend, I will be walking not only for my family and our loss, but for all the families and little ones I've had the privilege of "meeting" (in person, online, etc) over the past year.
There is still time to participate in this walk. If you're interested, just follow the links I've posted inside this post, or you can message me and I'll get back to you personally.
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Hey Elizabeth, this is Jill G. from HHS. I found your blog through Melody's :-)
I just wanted to say I think it's so brave of you to talk about this subject, and my little sister and I were just talking about this very subject a few weeks ago and how it happens far more often than people know, because a lot of people don't talk about it. When I was 10 our mom miscarried. At the time I didn't fully grasp the full consequences, but since then there's always been this hole in my life, kind of wondering about who that little brother or sister would have been. They would be 18 now, which is so weird to think about! I think it's wonderful you're talking about it and getting the information out and using such a sad experience as a positive force in your life!
And your daughter is adorable :-)
What a beautiful post. I can't imagine what it feels like to experience such a loss, but I know my thoughts and prayers will be with ALL of those who do know when we walk on Saturday! Thank you so much for asking me to join you so that I can walk in honor of Baby Kaylee, and far too many others...
Wow what post! I too lost a baby this past June and it was too early to tell what it would have been. I think this has been one of the hardest things for me to accept is that I will never know if I would have had my 3rd son or my 2nd daughter. I was 13 weeks when we found out I lost him or her but the baby only measured about 8 weeks. I had no idea there was even a support group for this! what a wonderful thing you doing!
I thought about you all on Saturday and hope that everything went ok. I know it was a really tough time but I think it's great you all got out there together for this cause and in memory and support of those who have lost so much.