The day Michelle told me she was “officially” pregnant feels like just yesterday. She called me just as I went on break at work and she was driving home from the doctor’s appointment. “WHAT! No way? Are you serious? Congratulations! What did your dad say? AHHHHH!” My mind was blown, I had a million questions and thoughts running through my head. We were so “young” (ok, we really weren’t), what was she going to do, her life was about to change so much.
As the weeks turned into months, we all watched in anticipation as her tummy grew. There was little I loved more than getting picture updates. “It has to be girl! No way is it anything but a girl.” Finally, the doctor confirmed…IT WAS A GIRL!!!!
As a close group of friends, we all visualized how adorable she was going to be. Bella would for sure have Michelle’s curly hair and always be in the most stylish pink / sparkly outfits! She would come on our yearly girls only beach trip, she could be a mermaid for Halloween, we were going to make so many memories and take her so many places.
I know everyone says the cliché thing, but I have never seen anyone want their baby-to-be more than Michelle wanted Bella. They held a special bond, a love deeper than the sea. Everyone could see that Michelle was head over heels in love from the moment she knew she was pregnant. Through the weekly doctor appointments, to the unexpected obstacles, Michelle was determined to do anything in her power to protect and provide the best for Bella.
I was lucky enough to meet Bella for the short time she was here, she was perfect. A moment in time I will never forget. The thing is you really can’t fathom the loss of a child, until you watch someone you love experience it. It’s still hard to wrap my head around it, to understand how someone could experience such a devastating loss and continue on. I’m astonished by the strength, perseverance and faith Michelle has had over the years. How she has not only grown as a person, but how she strives to help others.