Six years ago I was in labor with our baby Andrew. He had died 12 days before and we induced labor in the hospital so I wouldn’t risk miscarrying on Christmas Eve or something. It was our second miscarriage in 8 months. I was losing hope that Pickles would have a baby brother or sister.
Six years (and two additional losses) later, our little sister has her own little sister. I never thought I would see this day. Glory to God for His great mercy and many blessings.