I looked on child-rearing not only as a work of love and duty but as a profession that was fully as interesting and challenging as any honorable profession in the world and one that demanded the best that I could bring it.-Rose Kennedy

“Sometimes miracles arrive so tiny
that we cannot feel the weight of them.
And yet we are still changed,
And we are blessed nonetheless”

“No language can express the power and beauty and heroism of a mother's love."~Anonymous




There is no expiration date. Grief never fully goes away. That doesn’t have to mean you can’t and won’t live a happy and productive life. What it does mean is the love you shared with loved ones lost, doesn’t have an expiration date either.~Lynne Hughes
http://www.hellogrief.org/how-did-grief-get-an-expiration-date/


I stopped fighting to become the person I use to be and learned to accept that I will never be the same person again.  The pain caused by the death of a child never leaves you, but the sharpness of the pain can dull over time.~Kelly Farley
http://www.foreverinourheartsmadison.com/2012/04/guest-post-kelly-farley-grieving-dads.html


‎"Sometimes the hardest things in life are what make you the strongest." 

- Robert Tew

I love you my sweet forever-baby boy.

I will never stop wondering why you had to go.
I will never stop feeling grateful to have had you to love.

‎"A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path."
-Agatha Christie

For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been.'~John Greenleaf Whittier

Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, they bring about a change.~ Malcolm X, Malcolm X Speaks

The caterpillar dies so the butterfly could be born. And, yet, the caterpillar lives in the butterfly and they are but one. So, when I die, it will be that I have been transformed from the caterpillar of earth to the butterfly of the universe.
--- John Harricharan

To spare oneself from grief at all cost can be achieved only at the price of total detachment, which excludes the ability to experience happiness.
---Erich Fromm


‎"When you have a child, your instinct is to protect them; when you lose a child, your instinct is to protect their memory." ~ Unknown~

I've loved my child right from the start,
A feeling that's filled my entire heart.
I went through the labor and suffered the pain,
For many long hours with nothing to gain.

I've spent sleepless nights being awake,
Though it's been a while my arms they still ache.
I've sat and I've wondered of how she would grow,
The love of my family that she'd come to know.

The sound of her voice as she learns to talk,
Watching her steps as she tries to walk.
I have a child that I really love so,
I am her mother yet nobody knows.

I've spent all these months feeling her grow,
I've lived through it all and have nothing to show.
I don't get invited to chat with young mothers,
Because I don't have a baby like all of the others.

I've got some stretch marks that I'd like to hide,
but I don't have a pram with a baby inside.
The people I've known for so many years,
Avoid me now, which adds to my tears.

I don't know how long I'll be feeling like this,
But one thing I know, my baby I miss.
When Mother's day comes it will be very hard,
I won't have any flowers, not even a card.

And just because she's not here with me,
I still have a daughter I wish I could see.
But one thing I know and this is for sure,
I'll be her mother forevermore!

-Author Unknown

I am not a fetus, I am a baby
Perfectly formed, but still.

I am not medical waste of no account,
life’s flotsam and jetsam,
a ganglion of cells,
to be discarded.

I was born with a name,
The product of my parents genes,
Their child. But I came without breath,
And so I am not counted. Or acknowledged

Had I taken a breath or made a whimper,
had a beating heart or moved a limb
I would have been called a baby.

To my mother I am her baby.
It’s how she calls out to me when she cannot sleep,
Pleading, imploring, asking, why.....?

Her love transcends time; our bond of life is not broken,
I was here, flesh of her flesh, blood of her blood,
And I will always be.... Her baby.
Two souls... joined for eternity.

By: Richard Olsen, founder and Executive Director of The National Stillbirth Society

Don't think of him as gone away,
His Journey's just begun.Life holds so many facets, This earth is only one.Just think of him as resting, From the sorrows and the tears,In a place of warmth and comfortWhere there are no days and years.Thinking how he must be wishing That we could know today, How nothing but our sorrowsCan really pass away.And think of him as living In the hearts of those he touched,For nothing loved is ever lostAnd he was loved so much.


I don't understand a God who would let us meet, if there's no way we could ever be together.~City of Angels

"No losses are ever losses when we love; what we love is always with us, becoming part of who we are." ~Ann Voskamp

 My words to death 

For my whole life I have feared you
Looked for you at every turn
But my thoughts are fiercely changing
As I gaze upon my daughter's urn

You are just fulfilling your purpose
In my heart this I know
But this time you came too early
A stolen opportunity to blossom, to grow

Shamelessly you strode into
My happy, hopeful life
And sliced right through delicate threads 
With the blade of your indifferent knife

I cursed your very existence
Damning you to hell
Then dropped to my knees and prayed
That you'd take me as well

But today I stand here defiantly
Holding firm to my place
Your worst you have already done
Everything else I can face

Because now I see your limits
As surely as I know God above
that even though you steal the breath of life
You are puny and powerless against Love



 By Angira Draggon




 

What Makes A Mother?

I thought of you and closed my eyes; and prayed to God today.
I asked, "What makes a Mother?", and I know I heard him say....
A Mother has a baby, this we know is true.
But God can you be a Mother, when your baby's not with you?

"Yes you can!", He replied with confidence in his voice.
"I give many women babies, when they leave is not their choice.
Some I send for a lifetime; and others for a day-
And some I send to feel your womb, but there's no need to stay."

"I just don't understand this God, I want my baby here.
"He took a breath and cleared his throat; and then I saw a tear.
I wish I could show you, what your child is doing today.
If you could see your child smile with other kids and say,
"We go to earth to learn our lessons of Love and Life and Fear,
My Mommy Loved me oh so much, I got to come straight here..

I feel so lucky to have a Mom, who had so much love for me.
I learned my lesson very quickly, My mommy set me free.
'I miss my Mommy, oh so much but I visit her each day...
when she goes to sleep, on her pillow's where I lay.

I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek; and whisper in her ear,
"Mommy, don't be sad today, I'm your baby and I'm here.
"So you see my dear sweet one, your child is okay.
Your baby is here in my home; And this is where she'll stay.
She will wait for you with me, until your lesson is through.
And on the day that you come home; she'll be at the gates for you.

So, now you see what makes a Mother,
it's the feeling in your heart.
It's the love you had so much of;
right from the very start.

By Jennifer Wasik

Hug Him Once For Me

i had never heard this song before, but it is oh so sweet and i feel like it was just made for my wyatt.
dear lord, hug him once for me.



i miss you my sweet monkey. i hope jesus squeezes you tight for me. i love you to the moon and back little one. i can't wait until we are together again someday.Love you baby~mommy

In loving memory

“If children have the ability to ignore all odds and

 percentages, then maybe we can all learn from them. When

 you think about it, what other choice is there but to hope?

 We have two options, medically and emotionally: give up, or

 Fight Like Hell.”

-Lance Armstrong


a friend who visited me in the hospital asked me after i lost wyatt, "how could i have so much hope that he was going to be ok?" i had to ask her, "how could i not?" that was my baby, hope was my only option, that and to Fight Like Hell. which we did for those 13 miraculous days we spent with him. he was a fighter, my little guy, and from watching him it would always restore my hope.

missing him still. wondering if there is anybody in my life that will ever really "get it".

sad to know that it has been two years but happy to know that it brings me two years closer to him.

i miss you my little monkey. i can't wait until you are in my arms again.

paula
wyatt's mommy

two years ago today, i held for the last time, this side of heaven, the biggest miracle in the tiniest package. he had the heart of a lion and took a piece of my heart when he left. life will never be the same. he was mine and i was his and i can't wait until i get to hold him again. he is loved and missed everyday.

i love you my little monkey!!! 2 years closer to you.

It is a normal parental instinct to miss our children when they are away from us.  So it is, that for however long it takes, 10 or 25 or 100 years until I see Wyatt again, I will miss him.

"Before you were born I carried you under my heart. From the moment you arrived in this world until the moment I leave it, I will always carry you in my heart."

miss you sweet boy.

i miss him
i miss him
I miss him
I Miss Him
I MISS HIM

he should be here. this is all wrong. some really long drawn out bad dream. it needs to end. i need him here with me.

i need to call his name and have him answer. i need him to come and snuggle while we read is favorite book.

i need to know what he would look like, act like, who at 2 yrs. old he would be.

i physically hurt for him and am afraid i may never move from this spot without him here.

the tears fall, the head throbs, and m arms still ache for him.

Wyatt, Wyatt, Wyatt, Wyatt, Wyatt,

i am hurting and have no one. no one who understands and no one who really wants to try.

my heart feels empty