We have had the name Max picked out for our son since I was pregnant with Violet. When I found out that both Christina Aguilera and Jennifer Lopez named their sons Max, though, I was having second thoughts. We debated names from Gunner to Wyatt to Dean, all with keeping Max at the forefront of our minds.
Saturday night, I had a dream. I saw my son, and he looked at me. "Don't worry, Ma," he said. "And my name is Max."
And so his name is Max.
I had a miscarriage Tuesday morning.
Max is in your hands now, God. Take care of him for me.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
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Oh darling darling darling. I am thinking of you. Please let me know if there is anything I can do for you.
Oh honey, I am so sorry. Nothing anyone says takes the sadness away but know that all that love you are praying for you. I know your pain well.
And the same thing happened to me when I miscarried. I dreamt of my son the night before I miscarried and he was so sweet and perfect. I suppose it was God's way of allowing him to say goodbye. Bless you...
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry, Rebecca. So, so sorry.
I am so, so sorry, Rebecca.
Becca Boo, I am so sorry this happened for you. I know it's hard and youre hurting...but I also know you are very strong and incredibly forgiving. Take your time healing, and know that no matter how long you need...I'll be here for you. Oh, who am I kidding. I will be here forever...even when Wyatt, Gunnar, and Dorothy come along. I love you girl! Always and forever.
Thinking of you guys. I'm so sorry.
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