Early Mother's Day...

I had a lovely day. Drove into the city with my husband and ordered new glasses, had brunch at the Black Bear, and did some shopping at the mall. I joked with him about giving me an early Mother's Day gift.

We got home, he disappeared for a while, and brought me a little package. When I opened it there was this...

It's a little pink newborn onesie. I dissolved into tears...

Recently, I learned of a woman who created a memorial stone for the baby she had miscarried. I mentioned it to my husband, because I lost a child through miscarriage many years ago. I knew she was a girl, and we had the name picked out. It was a sad time, but we were blessed just a short time later with our second son, so I have never had a moment of regret for the way things worked out. We were meant to have our EJ! He's been such a blessing and joy in our lives! Even so, I still remember the little one who didn't get to stay with us. I often think about a day when I may meet her again.

My husband remembered our conversation. He had the onesie special ordered, so I'd have something soft and tiny to hold in remembrance of her. Though I could never forget Rachel Leah, it's sweet to have something tangible to hold in my hands. This story tells you all you need to know about the guy I'm married to. He has such a tender, loving heart! I'm blessed to have found him, blessed to be the mother of our two sons, and of the daughter we'll see again one day.