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Inspired by Life, Created by Hand

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My name is Sara Eberhardt, I'm 31 years old from a small town in East Orlando town. I found to my soul mate nearly 17 years ago at the tender age of 14 and we've been married for almost 8 years. He's my best friend, my rock & my soft place to fall!
From the time I was in elementary school, I knew I wanted to be a mom. As young couples do we planned to have 3 kids and live out our perfect plan! In August 2013 (after 10 months of TTC) we were shocked to find out we were expecting our first baby, and to say we were excited was an understatement! In an instant we had so much hope and joy enter our lives, we couldn't wait hold this beautiful baby that we created together! At just 8 weeks we tragically miscarried due to a subchorionic hemorrhage (separation of the placenta from the uterine wall). It was an incredibly traumatic, soul shattering experience for me. My maternal desire is strong so this loss affected me in ways I never knew were possible. I developed severe anxiety and depression, it was so painful to just exist.
In Jan. 2015 we were again surprised to find out we were pregnant a second time! I was terrified but also held hope, that this is going to be our rainbow baby! To make a long story short, my pregnancy did not make it past 7 weeks. Through this loss we did some testing and I was diagnosed with PCOS (severe hormone imbalance) & MTHFR (blood clotting disorder). In the months after this loss, I grew more depressed. Crying frequently and anxiety attacks plagued my everyday existence and I felt like I was drowning and no one could help get my head above the water.
Fast forward to Sunday July 19, 2015, I learned of a close family member of mine that was pregnant and her life style was not suitable to raise a baby in. She alled us to adopt the baby whenever he or she was born. We knew there was a significant possibility of health concerns, but we talked and decided that we were in this together, willing to face whatever complications came our way.
Little did we know that our strength would be tested beyond comprehension just 2 days later.
Wednesday July 22, 2015, I had just gotten home from work I was texted a picture of a newborn baby covered in tubes & wires. My heart sank as my phone rang I recognized the voice. She told me the baby was a little girl, born very early (26 weeks gestation, 40 weeks is full term) and weighed only 2lbs. She was transported to a nearby childrens hospital to the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit.
The next day we were able to go in and meet the smallest most beautiful, perfect baby we'd ever laid eyes on. The tremendous amount of terror and love we felt looking through the glass at this tiny baby was indescribable. To shorten an incredibly long story, we spent the longest 85 days of our lives in the NICU. We almost lost her to a virus, we were told she could possibly have cerebral palsy, visual impairment, mental & behavioral issues, and countless other problems in the future. However, none of those things mattered to us. We took her home and after a painfully long adoption process, we were finally able to legally be parents on National Adoption Day in Nov. 2016!
She is a perfectly healthy and incredibly smart 3.5 year old despite her difficult beginning in this world.
Her many doctor/therapy visits kept me very busy for a long time. But slowly the desire to carry and birth a sibling for my daughter began to grow. Unfortunately 3rd & 4th babies were also miscarried in 2017 & 2018.
The devastation was a black cloud that we couldn't escape. My grief was smothering me constantly.
I see a counselor and I'm always looking for ways to keep my mind busy. I couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness and loneliness. I felt like my babies were ignored or forgotten. I wanted to wear something that I could look at and feel like it helped to fill the holes in my heart.
Helping others navigate through this difficult time is perhaps the greatest form of therapy I've found for myself. At this point I've been through the grief so many times, not helping others navigate this dark road would be another true tragedy.
Please look around my shop, if you have any questions, feel free to ask. If you feel comfortable, share your story with me as you place your order so I can have a feel for your journey as I craft your memorial bracelet for your precious angel.
Remember, you are not alone!

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