Six Years...Love You, Little Girl

Today is the 6th anniversary of when we lost our 2nd baby, Dorothy Grace.
We affectionately call her "Little Dottie".

You can read my past posts about her here, the story of what happened here.

I don't want to feel sad today.
That doesn't mean that I don't, nor does it mean there's no crying.
But I want to think of the positive: our baby is in heaven.

I just keep thinking of what the doctor so wisely told me: Our baby going to heaven when she did would later allow another baby to be here. It's so true.
Brennan is here now, and I have no doubt Little Dottie helped make that happen. Even with his rough pregnancy.
I truly believe she is with God, and she watches over us. Certainly her brothers benefit from her protection. ;)

I miss her. Some days the moments I feel, the intensity of which I feel myself missing her, it catches me off guard. I dare even feel sometimes that to feel that way something must be wrong with me.
But she is my baby. My little girl not on earth.
We miss her. We love her so very much, and her brothers do know about her.
We pray for Little Dottie each night during bedtime prayers.

We didn't bury Little Dottie.
We opted for our wonderful, faithful Catholic doctor to test her so we could have an answer. While that information is invaluable, I do regret not providing a funeral for her. Even if it was just at our own home, privately. We were renters then, and really had no place to offer that for her. That influenced our decision.
Though we can't change what we did, I would like to get something like this to have as a memorial for her at our home. For Little Dottie and for Lillian Hope, too.

I can't believe it's been 6 years. 

We still miss you, Little Dottie.

We love so so much. I hope you're having a blast in heaven, getting to know our family and friends who join you up there. 

I can't wait to meet you one day. I get goosebumps just thinking about it.

Until then, keep looking after us, and know that I think about you every single day.