This is Freya |
In December, we went back home to Virginia to get married around friends and family. It was a beautiful ceremony and an awesome reception. It couldn't have been any more perfect if we tried.
Our wedding was on the 21st, so Christmas and my birthday (the 27th) were soon after. Along with 11" of SNOW!
I got him a RC Helicopter :D |
He got me a Darth Vader teddy bear <3 |
It was on Christmas morning that I started "pouting" as he would say... My husband, Mike, asked me what was wrong. I told him, "I didn't get what I wanted for Christmas." He laughed and said, "Silly girl! How do you know? You haven't even opened any gifts yet!" I told him later that I wanted a BFP (Big Fat Positive.)
A few weeks later, I did get one. We were so happy and excited. The timing was so perfect, we figured we'd conceived on or around our wedding day. Only a few days later, we learned that we were going to lose the baby.
That was my third miscarriage. Up until then I was fine with suffering in silence. I decided to join a support group when it became unbearable. No one would acknowledge my loss besides maybe some apology that was more fitted to follow an insult. When I started talking to more and more women in the support group, I realized that this was not some rare occurrence. Almost everyone felt as if they were suffering through the loss of a baby alone.
So, that is why I created Tiny Wings. One day, in an effort to keep myself distracted from the pain, I decided I would make 1,000 paper cranes. The myth is that if you fold 1,000 paper cranes, your wish will come true. My husband asked, "What are we going to do with 1,000 paper cranes?" This is my answer.
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