March 29, 2019 at approximately 2:30 pm…our baby was born.
I had a D&C. It is done. I am no longer pregnant. (I will probably write another post on this experience later; it was rough)
My pregnancy lasted 54 days. I knew I was pregnant for 43 days. I thought I was pregnant with a growing baby for 35 days. Our baby lived for 37 days.
Numbers. I guess they don’t mean a whole lot. But they are all I have for this little one.
Little waterbear. One of my pregnancy apps let us pick the ‘size’ comparison and we were primarily using ‘strange but cute animals.’ At four weeks, baby was the size of a “waterbear,” which is a tiny, strange, resilient little creature that apparently can survive in the vacuum of space. The cartoon drawing of said waterbear was extremely appealing to my husband and from that moment on, it was our little waterbear even though the animals changed each week.
2/3/19-3/29/19.
Too soon a memory but forever in our hearts.
We love you.
Happy birthday.
At the Appointed Time 