The Little losses...

So they say the when you lose a child you have several little losses and boy is it true. Brace yourselves because I feel that this might be one of my longer posts. There are a significant amount of little losses that I don't even know where to start. I will start with the first loss we had to go through. I lost the chance to see my daughter graduate from Kindergarten, an event she was so anxiously waiting. She always wanted to be in first grade just like her cousin Katelyn. I never got to see her smile as she was called to graduate. On this tough day I took graduation balloons to all her classmates. I know she was very proud of their hard work. With tears in my eyes and a knot in my throat I stood as each & every one of her classmates received their diplomas. I was wishfully thinking that I might see her or have her be called & she would be there, but that wasn't the case. Another loss is just the simple fact of having a daughter. Never in a million years did I think I would be a mom of only boys. I adore my two boys,but having a girl is something so different it's unexplainable. I don't have someone to sit on the sink counter as I do my makeup watching so closely because she's so intrigued and amazed at what you like to do. I lost the chance to be able to dress her up and do her hair as picture day at school approached. She loved when we would go shopping for that perfect dress or outfit & she adored to have her hair curled on picture days. I remember when we went to Mexico in summer of 2016 I chose to get my hair permed & she hated it. When she eventually talked to me and I asked her why she was so upset about me wanting curly hair her answer simply was "Now my hair doesn't look like yours." She was so worried that we didn't look the same anymore. I lost the chance to see my daughter go through elementary, middle, & highschool. Those vital years in which you have to put up with tantrums, school dances, and the most expected of all prom. I will never have the chance to help her buy the perfect prom dress and share in her excitement as prom night approached. I lost the chance to see her fall in love & want to spend the rest of her life with a special partner. The chance to welcome another man into our lives if he was willing to make my daughter the happiest girl ever. I lost the chance to see her grow and expand her horizons in education. She already enjoyed school so much I wish I could've helped her fill out college/university applications to see her become whatever it was that interested her. I lost the chance of having to help her go job hunting, so she could realize that although we loved her so much she still needed to know what hard work was. There's a lot of things that I lost when she passed. All of the little losses also include loosing her laughs, hugs, kisses, tantrums, sass, attitude, & most importantly her physical presence. She was the sweetest ever. I didn't have to tell her I was having a rough day she could just know & she'd walk up to me and say "Mommy I love you so much" as she wrapped her arms around my neck to give me a kiss on the cheek. The one thing she told me in that month of December which I will always hold close to my heart had to due with a situation we were facing as a family. She knew it was hard on me to be a recent single mother. It takes a toll on you no matter how hard you try to hide it. One night she knew something was off and she came over to me and said "Mom, don't worry I will always be by your side." I honestly never knew how much meaning those words would have to me not only at that moment, but now for an eternity. I know she is always by my side even though I still wish I had her here physically. So to all the parents out there enjoy those special moments you can still share with each and every one of your kids.

Choosing a fitting name...

So when I first found out I was pregnant I was filled with a lot and I mean ALOT of mixed emotions. I was very young & worried about what everyone would think, especially the disappointment my parents would feel. Well it was a very difficult time to let everyone know I was pregnant. Once we all adjusted to the fact that this baby was coming no matter what the situation was we realized it was a blessing in disguise. Now when we found out it was a little girl boy was Elizette's father ecstatic. She had him wrapped around his finger from birth (that's a separate story on it's own). When Elizette's father and I sat down to decide on a name we both quickly agreed we wanted her name to be very unique. A name that we didn't hear often or possibly had never heard before. Something that she would eventually be able to put her personality into. At that moment we were struggling as a couple but I always saw that becoming a mother would be a blessing in disguise. I would always say that we could always "HOPE" for better days. I was set in having Elizette's middle name be Hope. Since I chose the middle name that left her dad to pick the first name. He had always liked the names Elizabeth and Lizeth. Out of the blue one day he said what if we name her Elizette. I turned to him in awe and said where'd you find that name. He then went along to tell me how he combined a bit of both of the names. I loved the uniqueness of the name and agreed. So we decided to name our first born daughter Elizette Hope Orozco. For those of you that had the great chance of meeting her I'm 100% certain that she filled that name with all the sass and attitude she could. That name fit her perfectly to a tee. She will always continue to be my "HOPE" for better days even more so now that she's not here with me.