When the devil looked my marriage in the eyes and said, ‘You are not worthy of a child, your body has failed you and your arms will forever be empty,’ God looked back and said, ‘Sit down.’

“It started on the cold lonely bathroom floor where I lay in a pool of my own blood, saying goodbye to the children my body could not protect, grow, and nurture. Three pregnancies in nine months that all end in miscarriage is not good for the body. Or the mind. Or the soul.”

‘On our wedding day, my husband did something I never expected. He knelt down and pulled my 7-year-old son closer. I’ll be honest, I don’t even remember what he said to me. It doesn’t matter.’

“We had told my son he could wear pajamas to the ceremony, but that’s not the only reason he was so relaxed. In that moment, I knew for a fact my husband and I had found each other not because we were soul mates… but because he was right for my KIDS.”

‘We played, smiled, sang. Daddy took him downstairs. At 5:15 a.m., my beautiful little boy was unresponsive.’: Mom loses her son to SIDS, claims ‘not a day goes by where I don’t cry’

“I immediately began CPR. He still had a pulse and I was determined. I was so, so in love with this little man. The entire ambulance ride was a blur. I sat there, watching them work on my 4-month-old, tiny son. ‘Not my beautiful baby!’ We were such good parents. How could this happen to us? We finally left the hospital having to tell my other son the hardest conversation I’ve ever had. It was the worst nightmare ever.”

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