I’m Remembering Your Baby Today

Today as you probably already know, is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day.

I want to remember all of the babies that have died far too soon.

I have never lost a baby and I’m incredibly thankful and blessed because of that. Losing a baby is something I don’t understand. At all. I never will. I don’t understand why God does some of the things He does.

I don’t understand why He gives and takes away.

I want you to know that I am praying for you and thinking about you today. I want you to know that every single baby matters no matter how many days in pregnancy or days born.

My heart is aching for you today.

I want you to know that your baby matters. Your baby is important and beautiful.

Your baby is never forgotten.

If you have lost a baby at any stage of life, I invite you to share with me a bit about him or her. I would love to hear a glimpse of your story and be able to pray for you specifically.

I’m thinking of you today. I pray and hope and I know that you will soon be richly blessed.

Published by Samantha Mellen

Certified personal trainer & health coach helping women transform their lives through fitness, abundant mindset coaching and internal peace. Mom of two boys, living life in Alaska.

21 thoughts on “I’m Remembering Your Baby Today

  1. I lost my first baby at ten weeks. I knew something was wrong the day before I went to the doctor. When I saw the lifeless baby on the monitor, my heart stopped. I didn't understand the words, “I'm sorry, I can't find a heartbeat.” I looked at my sister, and asked her what that meant, and she just started to cry. It was one of the hardest days of my life (the first being the day my son was born after another frightening ultrasound, by emergency c-section). Having babies is a miracle, but also soul-crushing. It makes you very very thankful that your babies are healthy, and very sad for the moms that lost theirs.

  2. I lost a baby at 12 weeks gestation. The hardest part is the comments people make, assuming that a baby you never met somehow means less than a baby you've held in your arms. But God has richly blessed me and I can't wait to meet my baby someday in Heaven!

  3. Thank you for this! I lost my second child (first son) when he was 9 weeks old. He was born with complex congenital heart disease and had 5 cardiac procedures before he was 7 weeks old. He died from complications of a pacemaker implant. This was way back in 1992-1993. He would be 17 next week.

  4. Thank you. I was going to put something on my blog about this, and I actually did type something up and couldn't publish it. I didn't tell all of our family I was pregnant and didn't want to upset them. This is a good place to let out what I've been wanting to say for a while.

    I had gotten pregnant in Aug. and lost the baby shortly after finding out. Just because the baby isn't born doesn't make it easy. When you get pregnant, you have all these hopes and dreams for a child. You start imagining your life with a new baby. What they will grow into. Losing that baby was the hardest thing I have ever endured. I still think about that baby every day.

    I would have been close to 10 weeks pregnant right now. I would have seen my baby on the ultrasound and heard his (I'm sure it was a boy) heartbeat. Instead, I have this empty space in my heart. I miss my little bean. Even though my baby was only with me for a very short period of time, I love him so much, and can't wait until I get to meet my angel in heaven.

  5. I didnt know about this day until I saw it on someone else blog. Im glad there is a day to remember this!

    You son is adorable! Super cute and has a very sweet smile 🙂
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    xo
    Priscila

  6. I lost my first child at 6 weeks. It was difficult emotionally and physically. But it was nothing compared to my second miscarriage. It was at 11 weeks and I miscarried in my bathtub while watching my then two year old daughter. I'll never forget that one. And it's old enough at that point that you actually go into labor and deliver. My third one was extremely early one. I was only two weeks into the pregnancy but having two others I knew what was happening.

    Thanks so much for caring about each and every one of us. It means so much.

  7. This is a sweet post. If you head over to my blog and visit the candle page (link inside the post about today) there are candle's lit for mom's who could use your prayers as well.

    Thanks,

    Heidi

  8. I lost my first pregnancy at 10 weeks, I was young but I still wanted the baby, I already picked out a name too. My second pregnancy resulted in my daughter, now 20 months! Shortly after she weaned from breastfeeding, around 15 months, I became pregnant and lost it at 6 weeks. Each pregnancy was wanted and welcomed, its hard when you want something so bad and it is taken away from you. Thanks for your post, it feels good to remember our babies.

  9. Thank you for writing this post. It took 3 years of trying before I had my first son. I got pregnant within the first 4 months of trying and lost the baby at 13.5 weeks. I had to have a D&C because the Dr.s were afraid I would hemmorage. I tried to do it naturally and after 3 days, they did emergancy surgery. It was the hardest thing I had to do. I still cry to this day when I think about it. He was my first baby (somehow I knew he was a boy.) I still think of him as my baby.

    6 months later I got pregnant again. I tried not to get to excited that time. I found out at 6 weeks, made the dr. apt. which always takes about 3 weeks to get. I guess I knew something was wrong or I was afraid to get my hopes up, but exactly a week after I found out I was pregnant, I had another miscarriage. I wasn't that suprised. I don't know why but I think I knew it was going to happen. That didn't make it any easier though. It still hurt so bad knowing I lost another baby. I almost stopped trying. I couldn't stand the thought of having it happen again. I thought there was something wrong with my body and I was responsible for them not making it. I know it sounds crazy but that's what I thought at the time.

    I know I never met them but they were my babies and I love them. It's hard for other people to understand but I love those babies just as much as I love my 2 healthy little boys. I didn't get the chance to meet them here but I know one day I'll see them and get to hold them.

    I'm glad there is a day to remember all those sweet babies who didn't make it. God had other plans for them in Heaven I guess. It's nice to set a day aside to remember them. I never knew about this day before reading this post. Thanks for bringing awareness to it!

  10. It is nearly the two year anniversary of our first son's loss. I was nearly 20 weeks when we had an ultrasound and found that he had passed, we had to deliver him, I will never forget my little Gabryel. He and Aedan had only one week difference in their due dates, and it was just a year apart. I know it will always be on our minds and in our hearts, and when Aedan is old enough we will share the story of his big brother. I had made a post a while back about him. http://bit.ly/11LA6f

  11. Thank you for such a beautiful post…

    I lost my first baby at 10w. And the hardest part of it all was that my husband was out of town on business when it happened. Loss is multiplied over miles and it was by far one of the loneliest days of my entire life.

    I will say a prayer for every baby that has been lost… as well as every baby that is alive and well today! They are all miracles… I just think that there was a reason that my little miracle wasn't ready to join us.

  12. We lost our first little bean at 8 weeks on Christmas Eve of 2007. We hadn't told any of our family we were pregnant yet, we wanted to wait until we had had the first ultrasound at 9 weeks, so it only made it tougher because I didn't want to tell our family that not only had I gotten pregnant and not yet told them, but also miscarried. It was rough. Thankfully we got pregnant with our little miracle about a month and a half later and here he is, healthy, thriving and almost a year old.

  13. This was a really nice post, and I want to say thank you, even after the fact. I had a loss when I was 35 weeks pregnant…that was my Angel baby Nathan…he will never be forgotten and is forever in my heart. He's up there with his Daddy now….and maybe that was God's plan…who knows…
    thank you again….

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