Thursday, August 25, 2005

More Letters

Dear Emma,
I just want you to know that I think of you all the time. I know that you're doing well in heaven and keeping your Pa on his toes. We're doing good on this end too. Your sisters keep us busy.
I was talking to Sandi a few weeks ago and she said that she thought that when she got pregnant again she wouldn't think about the baby that she lost. That's not the way it works. I thought about you all though my pregnancy with Faith. I think that it's more than a coincidence that your due date was the 1st time we saw Faith's little heartbeat on that same screen where we learned your heart had stopped a few months before. And although Faith was 9 weeks early, she was born exactly a year from when we lost you. It's funny how it all works out. I read once that when a baby dies before it should that it's a lost soul and just needs to be loved and wanted before it goes to heaven. You were every much loved and wanted. That helps me a little.
Know that we still love you more than life and we will always miss you. I don't try to make sense out of God's plan, but I that there must be a reason.
I love you,

Dear Grace,
My oldest daughter, you test me everyday and keep me on my toes, but I love you with everything I am. You are my mini-me in every way. Even a smartass. I'm doing the best I can so forgive me if I screw up along the way. This Mommy thing is harder than I thought it would be. When I tell you no it's for a good reason, remember that. I'll even forgive you for grinding my favorite lipstick into the cream colored carpet this morning.
I love you,

Dear Faith,
My baby, you are almost 13 weeks old. I watched you grow so much over that time that I can't help but cry when I see how well you're doing. You are my last baby, so forgive me if I hold or kiss you too much. I can't help it. Once you get a little older you'll be able to get away from me just like Grace does. It won't hurt my feelings, but for now you are mine. I'm sorry that I like to play dress-up with you so much. Again, your sister will teach you how to put an end to that in a yr or so. Thank you for coming to us. Eventhough you were early, you were right on time.
I love you,

Dear Asshats at NickJr.& Noggin,
Knock it off. You know what I'm talking about.
The pissed off Woman in Iowa


SuzanH said...

Great letters. You really show how much you love your daughters.

And you told the asshats at NickJr. & Nogging a thing or two.

Manic Mom said...

Beautiful letters. How old was Emma when she died? My very close friend lost a daughter when she was 38 weeks pregnant. I'm sorry.