My husband and I decided early on in our pregnancy that we didn't want to know if our baby was a boy or girl. We wanted to look forward to the surprise of finding out when our child was born.
On May 7, at 37 weeks pregnant, we would finally find out....
SHE. We had a baby girl. My daughter had a baby sister. A baby sister she would never hold or play with.... Our sweet baby didn't make it.
How is this possible?
My sweet Evangeline didn't have the chance to take one breath. Not one. She passed away in the warmth of my womb before birth.
In the blink of an eye, our day went from what we thought would be one of the happiest days of our lives to the deepest pit of sadness we could ever reach. This blog is my journey through a struggle no parent should ever have to face, losing their child.