I knew as I approached today that I wanted to write something. I didn't know what exactly but I'll see what comes.
Today was my due date of my second child. For anyone reading this post that didn't know, I miscarried in July. I wanted to honor that baby in someway today by mentioning her. She'll never have birthdays to remember and celebrate but I didn't want to overlook today. We didn't know if she was a girl but we felt like she was and thus the name Eppie Noella. Eppie was her nickname during the pregnancy and Noella since she was due in December.
My husband has been such a rock during these last five months as we have gone through the healing process together. So many times I feel like we're on the same page and dealing with things at the same time when we talk about it.
Eppie will never be replaced in our lives and that's why I didn't want today to pass without mentioning her. I think some people think that my grieve is because I want another baby or that if I just hurry up and have another one then that will "fix" my problems. That's not true for me.
The Lord gave me this verse earlier this week as it has been an especially difficult week.
"Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid." John 14:27