My Rainbow Baby
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This post is continued from my natural miscarriage story. You can read Part 1 here, and Part 2 here.
We buried the sac that contained our twins under an orchid. My husband did it on his own without me. I couldn’t bear to look at it again. Before I miscarried, we told our oldest son and daughter that I was pregnant with twins. We asked them what we should name them. In the fashion of only a three-year-old and five-year-old, they named them Rosie and Crazy Straw, but they’ll always be Charlotte and Benjamin to me.
Sometime after the miscarriage we watched Heaven is for Real. I did not expect that movie to have such an impact on me in regards to the miscarriage. It gave me hope that my babies are in heaven, running and playing, and we will see them again some day.
The Bible tells us, “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you,” Jeremiah 1:5, and, “Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be,” Psalm 139:16.
Even Dr. Seuss tells us, “A person’s a person no matter how small.”
Every storm does eventually run out of rain. I was afraid to get pregnant again, but on Memorial Day weekend in 2014, I got another positive pregnancy test. This pregnancy all the symptoms I experienced were normal and I felt unusually calm and peaceful about the pregnancy. I did not live in fear.
If you’ve never heard the term rainbow baby think of it like this. You cannot have a rainbow without the storm. You have to weather the storm before you get to enjoy the beautiful rainbow that is God’s promise. A rainbow baby comes after a miscarriage or stillbirth. That baby could not exist if it weren’t for the storm.
On January 28, 2015, my rainbow baby Isaac was born.
My beautiful boy wouldn’t be here if I had not miscarried the twins.
He is now four months old, and he is the happiest baby I’ve ever seen. You should see the way he jumps up and down when I come into the room!
“Every storm runs out of rain, just like every dark night fades into day.”
If you’re reading this because you’ve had a miscarriage, I pray you get your rainbow.
Oh my, what a bittersweet read. I would never think of looking at a miscarriage this way. You really brought it out in a total different way. I hope you have more people read this.
You sharing your story may help someone that is hurting right now. God puts things on our hearts to share and you did. I want to say thank you for sharing. This may help someone realize that their rainbow baby will be coming.
God blessed you with a gift of writing to touch lives and that is what you are doing and many people with benefit from it.
Thank you, Nana!