A Mother's October is a battle ground. A reminder of the thoughts we don't escape each day. As their mother, you get to have everything that comes with being their mom. Except, we don't.
The worry, the guilt, the classic "mom" thoughts never go away. Some of us meet our dear ones and some imagine their beauty. Yet we all belong here, This October.
October comes with leaves flying, pumpkins carved, apples baked, and yet, with all this nostalgia, it could be better. In celebration, we make those aware of our littlest's battle and to keep them living on in thier hearts, as they stay living in ours. Mothers don't let their babies go.
A Mother's October is a battle ground. A war to let us never forget the soul that touched us most, that broke our hearts, that left us with a hole.
A Mother's October is to remember.
Each year's tenth month will come, like the last. Just like the one before and before that. A whole month to encompass our love for our littlest's soul.
Here were are, October. The month we were given. The month we gather to remember our babies.
31 days of awareness for their fights, and their lives. 31 days in this Mother's October where you, and her, and I stand up for our babies to remember that tiny heartbeat. The first sonogram. That booming kick. I stand before you on this October, with you, and as you.
Our babies are bigger than October. Surely their lives can't be summed up by a month. But, here we are. Celebratory for the lives we grew and the angels we gained.
A Mother's October is a peaceful place where her baby lives and their soul soars.
This October, while we remember our babies, honor their Mothers. For her heart is where her baby lies.
For anyone who has Lucy's friends with her in heaven.