Some stories never get spoken aloud, yet they live forever in a motherās heart. This one is for the babies who couldnāt stay ā and the mothers who carry them in silence and strength.
It doesnāt matter how small the life was. Once a mother knows thereās a baby growing inside her, she begins to dream. She talks to her baby in her thoughts. She plans, she hopes and prays. When things donāt go right -health fails, or when the babyās growth slows,her world quietly falls apart.
Some mothers lose their babies because the little one couldnāt survive.
Some because their own body was too weak to carry on.
Some are told itās safer to let go ā for their own life.
None of them ever forget that moment.
There are no congratulations, no tiny clothes waiting at home, no visitors with smiles ā only silence and ache. Yet deep inside, that love never ends.
To every mother who went through this pain ā you are not alone.
You are a mother, even if your baby couldnāt stay.
Your love, tears and strength they all matter.
The world may forget the day but a
mother never does and with time, she
learns to smile again ā softly, bravely.
Love like that never truly ends,
it just finds a quieter place to live inside her heart.