Eight weeks and three days… That is how long I carried Baby Jakob.
On day fifty-nine, Baby Jakob was born sleeping…in Heaven.
Fifty-nine days will never be enough, but I will be thankful for each one of them.
Psalm 139:13-16 For You formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother’s womb. I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;[a] Marvelous are Your works, And that my soul knows very well. My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them.