A Letter to our Baby Girls

Madelyn and Olivia,

As tomorrow approaches, we want you to know that we love you with all of our hearts and we will never understand what happened. But what we do know is that god gave us the gift of you two for some reason, maybe to appreciate being parents in the future or to bring us closer together and show how wonderful we would be as parents. I see your Daddy play with Andrew, Dillon, Timmy and Julia and it breaks my heart because he is so good with them, but it shows me how great he would have been with the two of you. It broke my heart the other day when we were at a Mets game this year. We weren't going to go to any this year because it would have been too hard to go with two newborns to a huge stadium. But I know daddy imagined watching the Mets play on tv with the two of you in his arms and it breaks my heart that he can't have that. But we hold you tightly in our hearts forever.

At the most unusual times and the most unexpected places, my eyes sting and my throat gets tight and I know that the only thing I want is the two of you in my arms.

So, dance my loves, with your aunt grace and with each other. Be free to be whatever you want to be, but come visit your mommy and daddy every once in awhile. We will love you both forever and always, Maddy and Liv. But for now, your aunt grace and great grandmas and great grandpas are gonna hold you tight and someday, mommy and daddy will come dance with you and hold you tight forever again.

Love always,
Mommy and Daddy

Drowning

I feel like I'm drowning myself in my tears. This week has been horrible and I haven't even gotten to the weekend yet. This weekend, April 25th is the babies' due date. I want to fast forward and not have to deal with it. I want to lay in bed all weekend and do nothing. But thats unhealthy and nobody that is around me will let me do that. So I suppose I will go visit the girls and bring them some flowers. Someday in the near future, I have to breakdown and find them a memorial stone. I never thought to call it a memorial stone, it sounds much better that way.

So I'm trying with all my might to crawl out of this mud puddle I'm in and I feel like my tears are making me sink deeper and deeper. This was supposed to get easier and its getting harder for me. The other day at work, my coworker told me I should just go home because I couldn't get a hold of myself. I couldn't stop crying. I haven't cried like that since the weeks after everything happened.

I think its finally sinking in. That this weekend is the due date and they aren't gonna magically be here. That this year is going to be hard. That mothers day is next month and I wont get to celebrate with my baby girls in my arms. That this summer, our girls wont be on Ocean City on our family vacation with us. The vacation that I imagined with my girls will not be what I imagined. That Christmas isnt going to be how I imagined it would be.

I want to scream and cry and yell about how unfair my life is. Why did this happen to us?? I am so lost. Please god, help me find me.

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2 Months

I really can't believe that today its been 8 weeks since I met my daughters and said goodbye to them. I can't believe how abnormal I feel in my own skin these days. I forget things that I never usually would forget. My mind is elsewhere. My mind wanders all day, thinking about the girls and wondering what life would be like with them here. But I've learned a lot of things in the past 8 weeks, about myself, my husband, life in general, and the people surrounding me.

Life is not fair.
People sometimes don't understand how hard this is.
People sometimes don't know what to say and its better when they don't say anything at all.
There are some great people in our lives that are really supportive.
Sometimes life makes you grow up way too fast, even if you don't want to.
I am forever changed by this experience.

And even though I know how scary being pregnant again will be, I know how badly we want to be parents. I know how great a father my husband will be. I see him with his niece and nephews and it breaks my heart. Not in a bad way. But a great way. He is wonderful with them. And one day, we will have more children, not just Madelyn and Olivia, our angels in heaven.

Tomorrow

Tomorrow is the future.
Tomorrow is the beginning of new things.
Tomorrow is full of miracles.
Tomorrow is scary.
Tomorrow is exciting.
Tomorrow my girls will be watching over us.
Tomorrow means going on but never forgetting.

Truly Blessed

We have just suffered a loss that no one should ever ever go through. No one is ever supposed to bury their own children. Babies are not supposed to die.

Yet through this, we have learned what great family and friends we have. We can never express how thankful we are to have such wonderful people surrounding us. Dave and I are truly blessed.

Even though I may not respond to all the messages on facebook that I am getting or cards that we are still getting in the mail, know that we are truly thankful. We just don't know what to say. We are overwhelmed by the love people are showing. There are no words to ever thank people enough for what they have done and keep doing.

I don't know how long it will take us to finish grieving, but I am grateful to know that people are always there to talk to or just be there. And even though we don't know what to say when people send cards or do things for us, know that we are thankful and grateful and we can never repay the debt. We are truly blessed.

wishes and hopes

I wish the girls were here so that I could play with them outside in this beautiful weather.

I hope that dave and I could be happy again.

I wish that life wasn't so hard sometimes.

I hope that I can have more children someday.

I wish that things were different.

I hope the girls know how much we love them and miss them.