Lucy’s Present

When I lost Lucy I knew the grief would overtake my world and would feel unbearable. It did. One surprising aspect of the grief has been the intense pain caused by pregnant bellies and baby girls. They remind me of what I don’t have. Even pictures of my OWN pregnant belly are impossible to look at. It bothers me that they bother me so much. I realized one day that it wasn’t so much about what I don’t have, but what Lucy doesn’t have. It’s a jealousy for her life. Those other babies get to have life, but Lucy’s was snatched away.

Imagine you take your child to a birthday party. At the birthday party they announce that all the kids will be getting presents, not just the birthday boy. They start handing out presents and everyone gets one except your child. How would you feel? You wouldn’t be mad that kids got presents, just mad that everyone got one except your child. You would probably want that present for your child more than he or she even wanted the present. Now, imagine that the present was life. If every child got to live and yours didn’t. This is how I feel around pregnant people and baby girls.

Of course, it is a good thing to be jealous for your child’s life, to want to protect him and do what’s best for him. That’s how God made us. My mother-bear feelings are real and strong, but my thinking is flawed. When I really stop to think about it, I see that Lucy did get life. She got eternal life in the sweetest home ever and she will know her family one day when we arrive in heaven, one by one. She never has to taste fear, or shame or death. She never has to feel lonely or embarrassed or not good enough. She won’t even experience simple things that make us uncomfortable, like being cold or hungry or irritable. She gets an even BETTER present than all the other kids at the birthday party. I know deep down that Lucy got a better deal than Liam and Asher and all of the babies who lived. When we first found out that Lucy might be in danger we went to the elders at our church and had them pray over me and Lucy. They prayed that she would be kept safe and would live. One of the elders said, “I feel like I should share this with you. I think God is saying that everything will be alright with the baby.” He was right. Everything is alright with the baby. She did get life and she is safe and content in heaven.

This past Easter was so hard for me. I had heard before that people who have lost loved ones feel the most sorrow around holidays. I wasn’t expecting to feel that way on Easter, but I did. I made Easter baskets the night before and afterwards I wept and wept because I realized I would never make an Easter basket for Lucy.

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When we dyed Easter eggs it felt strange to have Liam eggs and Asher eggs and no Lucy eggs. I felt kind of guilty, like we were leaving her out. I made some Lucy eggs and put them next to her big brothers’ eggs.

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Is Lucy really missing out on Easter? What about all the sweet babies that have been lost. Do they miss out on all the holidays we celebrate here on Earth? I think it’s the exact opposite. Imagine what the Easter celebration in heaven looks like! Oh, how exciting it must be to actually celebrate the resurrection WITH Jesus. I’m sure the party our babies have in heaven doesn’t even compare to plastic eggs and Easter bunnies. And imagine the birthday party they have for Jesus every Christmas! I think even a “normal” day in heaven is far more bright and exciting than any earthly holiday we celebrate.

If only we could change our earthly perspective and see the whole truth. I wish we could see our babies that we have lost because if we could see how they are living we would never weep for them again. It’s not the ones in heaven who are suffering, it’s the ones on earth that have a hard path of suffering ahead of them. I think when we cry for our lost babies, God is looking at us, shaking his head with love on his face and he is saying, “Oh sweet children of mine, you are weeping for the wrong ones.”

Luke 18:15-16  Now they were bringing even infants to him that he might touch them. And when the disciples saw it, they rebuked them. But Jesus called them to him, saying, “Let the children come to me, and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of God.”

Revelation 21:4  He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.

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6 thoughts on “Lucy’s Present

  1. You have a beautiful way of expressing the comfort you are receiving, and I’m sure that you are already bringing comfort many others by putting into words what you have received. My mom used to say that you know you’re really healed when you can bear for your wounds to be touched. (She meant by others who are themselves looking for hope of healing.) I just really admire your willingness to be so transparent during this excruciating time of loss. I think of you very often and pray for your whole family.

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  3. I hadn’t read this post since you wrote this before I was on this path with you, still having been 8 months pregnant with Luke on April 16. That makes me sad:( But I love this post! You are so right and your perspective is so beautiful and true. Your explanation of how it feels to see pregnant woman and babies through the birthday gifts analogy is right on! I wish I could have everyone read this so they would understand. I’m glad we have God and a glimpse of His heavenly perspective to hold us up. But I’m so sorry you have to go through these earthly years with this earthly pain in the meantime. I too was so looking forward to each holiday with Luke. I am dreading Halloween with the perfect little froggie costume I had bought for him just hanging in the closet. I love Lucy’s Easter egg and I know she loves it too. But you’re right, what an awesome celebration our babies must experience in heaven with Jesus. I can’t wait to see it.

  4. Hello,
    I just wanted to say, thank you for writing this. It’s hard to describe the thoughts going through my head as I google, “Easter basket for angel baby in Heaven.” I stumbled across this and your daughter Lucy.
    Last year, our son Logan was born on March 25th (it was Good Friday). He lived for 2 hours before gently passing away on my chest. This is technically his 2nd Easter, but I was in a lot of shock with his 1st. It’s so hard. That doesn’t even describe it, but I think you know what I mean. His 3 big sisters will have baskets, and egg hunts, but not my baby boy….
    Your words let me see a big picture and it did give me some comfort, even if I will still grieve every moment lost for him on Earth. Thank you, God Bless.

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