Thursday, May 13, 2010
Today, the Feast of Our Lady of Fatima, is a special day for me as it was one year ago that I almost lost my little Sweet Pea. I was 5 weeks pregnant, had just had my first OB visit the day before but that morning I was rode in an ambulance to the hospital for emergency surgery and was told I had lost my baby. I woke up from surgery clinging to my rosary with prayers for a miracle to Our Lady of Fatima and Saint Gianna echoing in my head and with both hope and sorrow in my heart. My sweet husband told me there was a miracle, that they think maybe the baby did survive, even though it had seemed an impossibility. I wouldn't know for sure until six days later when I saw my little angel for the first time.
I have been so blessed my whole life and have never experienced such tragedy. I still haven't, but I got a taste of how awful such sorrow can be. I am amazed every day that I have been given so much.
Today I will teach my children about the the Blessed Mother's appearances at Fatima, say a special prayer, read them a book and watch a movie, and we will make a yummy treat to make the day fun. But the most important thing I will do is hug my little baby and say a prayer of thanks to have her next to me smiling and belly laughing today...
and part of our family.