Recently there was a day to celebrate Rainbow babies. Babies born after a loss of some kind. Miscarriage, still birth, infant death….the list can go on. As a young woman in my mid 30s the list of friends who have experienced these kinds of losses is astounding and my heart sings with joy that they have Rainbow babies to celebrate.
With each celebration I can not help but think about the little one that put them in this place to begin with. Violet and Kendal would be the same age as my Brooks. As we celebrate milestones I remember my dear friends and the little girls that are not here to celebrate with us.
Today is bear day for a very special recipient of Kendal Bears. Today she meets her pack that were made to honor and remember her Kellan. He will never know life outside the womb. He joins our other tiniest of angels. The bond between mama and her unborn child is one that I can not express in writing and I can not even begin to understand the void that this loss leaves. Tiffany said that I could share her story, but I know that only she will be able to tell it best. She has her own blog that shares her story of grief and loss. Check it out here…https://strengthingrief.com/
Each time I sit down to sew Bears there is a special feeling that comes with that. Sewing for Tiffany was no different. The bear that is going to her parents had me laughing out loud. Despite my careful calculations and double checks the fabric on the back of this bear was completely opposite of what I had planned. He also has the cutest unconventional ears as I wanted to make them from a special pair of wool socks. And don’t get me started on the head tilt and smirk he ended up with after the hand-sewing. I shared with Tiffany that her parents must have big personalities and that Kellan sure did too.
As we celebrate the rainbow babes in our lives may be never forget the smallest of angels that made them possible.
Kendal Bears 