1 and 2 is 3

On day three of February, I heart my baby boy Bryce!

We lost our sweet one at 37 weeks of pregnancy.

He was born sleeping, and it was the hardest thing I have had to do to date.

Our sweet little boy was born on June 3rd 2006 at 2:59am. He weighed 5lbs 5 oz and was 18 inches long and just absolutely perfect in everyway.

I'm sure it sounds crazy to some people when I say that I miss my baby who was born sleeping. Like, I never got to meet him. But the bond between mother and baby starts long before birth.

So yes...we do miss him and we look forward to the day that we get to see him again.

There is a song that I love by Natalie Grant called Held that I just love! Here are a few words from the chorus:

This is what it means to be held
How it feels, when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive
This is what it is to be loved and to know
That the promise was that when everything fell
We'd be held

It pretty much sums up all the feelings you feel when you lose a baby, the sacred is torn from your life and you survive, but Heavenly Father is there to hold us and help us through it.

I love you Bryce. I am so thankful that I will be able to see you again. Till then, we will miss you. Say hi to Grandpa for me!