Sydney Alyce and Isaac Evan

I started to collect these dreamsicles after I lost our first baby, who we call Sydney. I tried to act as though I felt fine and life would go on as before, but my Mom knew differently. She also had a miscarriage. My Dad and Mom came to our house after I came home from the first d&c and they brought with them a dreamsicle that was on it's hands and knees praying (just like the one below). There was a note attached that said, "Like Dad and I, you now have your own little special angel in Heaven." So true it is! Thanks Mom and Dad for the support!

God graced me with two heavenly angels that I have named Sydney Alyce who I miscarried at 3 months and Isaac Evan who I miscarried at "about 6-8 weeks". Although all my angels aren't physically with me I feel their presence daily when I look at my two beautiful children. Losing a child is something you will always mourn, no matter if the pregnancy went to full term or not. When they are your children, it is extremely hard. So, if you know of someone who has lost a child in any way, please continue to offer support. And if you can't find the words to say, "I'm sorry," is just enough and very helpful....

I feel blessed with what God has given us. When Sydney and Isaac's lives ended in miscarriage, it was really hard, and I strongly believe the only thing that got me through it all was my faith in God. Also the book "I'll Hold You in Heaven." It helped me to realize despite all the rude comments from people, my babies are babies and I WILL SEE THEM IN HEAVEN.

Dear Sydney and Isaac, we miss you so much. We are waiting patiently, till we can Hold you in Heaven. Till then, you will always be in our hearts. We never got to hold you, see you, or smell your "baby smell" but you are and always will be "Our Special Little Angels." Love, Mommy and Poppy......

COMES THE DAWN

After awhile you learn the subtle difference

Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,

And company doesn't mean security,

And you begin to learn that kisses aren't

contracts

And presents aren't promises,

And you begin to accept your defeats

With your head up and your eyes open,

And learn to build all your roads

On today because tomorrow's ground

Is too uncertain for plans, and futures have

A way of falling down in mid fligt.

After awhile you learn that even sunshine

Burns if you get too much.

So plant your own garden and decorate

Your own soul, instead of waiting

For someone to bring you flowers.

And you learn that you really can endure....

That you really are strong

And that you really do have worth.

And you learn and learn...

With every goodbye you learn.

-Author Unknown-