You know those gentle tugs that pull on your heart that are sometimes hard to listen to. The ones that are almost without a doubt from God that you feel like you should listen to. Then you fight and fight and fight. This blog was one of those. On multiple occasions. A few days ago as I was trying to figure out how to export my first blog I came across the draft to this. A little voice whispered, maybe you should finish it. I didn't yet. Today, I was speaking with a friend who had also been through a miscarriage and was now facing these same fears that brought me to my knees in ugly tears so many times during Brayden's pregnancy. I still almost didn't share it. Then I realized I needed to. So here's the first original draft, complete with my first original reason for not sharing it on time. I was going to write this post in October 2016. That was Infant & Pregnancy loss awareness month. But LIFE just got in the way. I sat down with so many intentions of wr