On February 13, 2010, my life was changed forever.
The morning before started out the same as any other. As I drove the kids to school, I imagined the little man who would be joining our family in less than 20 weeks. I was more than halfway there. I thought to myself that Bennett would be a nice name for the new baby. It meant blessed little one.
By early the next day, Bennett was gone.
Eight months later, I was back in the same hospital room, 25 weeks pregnant with another little boy. I wound up at the hospital due to a high fever and feeling very ill. During the ultrasound, the doctor told me there was no heartbeat. How could this happen twice in the same year?
Elijah was born still on October 19, 2010.
Today, October 15, on Pregnancy & Infant Loss Awareness Day we remember all the babies born sleeping, those whom we carried but were unable to meet, those born too soon, and those who came home but weren't able to stay.
At 7pm, in your time zone, please light a candle and join the worldwide wave of light in honor of these sweet babies.
Tonight, I will light a candle in honor of my sons, Bennett and Elijah.