I shared with one of my close friends that we had chosen the names for our little girls already and felt such a sense of confirmation about it. She told me that was such a gift. I had no idea what a gift it truly was until 8 weeks later. . . . . .
We began referring to our girls as Mia (baby "A") and Livie (baby "B"). Mia's position was lower and I could feel her kicks distinctly from Livie's. I already decided that Mia was the strong, feisty type. She would constantly move around in the lower half of my tummy and at times I thought she might escape right then and there! What a joy it was to know my girls by name before they entered this world.
We had been going in for weekly ultrasounds due to some concerns the doctor had about growth. Between weeks 27-28 we found out about Mia's death. I remember watching my doctor look through my chart as she tried to get the words out. I knew something was wrong when she couldn't quite figure out how to break the news. However, I was never prepared to hear that Mia had suddenly died. I remember thinking I must be dreaming, there is no way those words just came out of her mouth. I wanted to stop her mid-sentence and tell her to take it back. I felt so powerless and I know she did, too.
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