FngrsCrossed
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Hi, your story had me in tears. At least you were able to hold your little one at the end,that must be such a comfort.
I had MMC at 8 weeks gestation in 2009 and last week had to`give birth` to my little angel who died at 14 weeks gestation (i thought i was 17 weeks)
This is bad enough but i can`t bear to imagine the pain of losing a baby who was born alive.
I was able to hold my baby, although only 14 weeks, was perfectly formed.The nurses brought my little one in a tiny little moses basket, baby was too small for the clothes they had, so were laid on top. I got to tell my little one how much they were loved, held its tiny hand and kissed it goodbye. I am glad i was able to do this.
We are having a service on monday and burying the ashes on tuesday.
My heart goes out to you and I hope everything works out for you. They say everything happens for a reason and time is a great healer. I am having trouble believing these words at the moment,but hope and pray they are true.
I saw these words the other day:-
If teardrops were a staircase and memories were a lane, we`d walk right up to heaven and bring you back again.
xxxx
I am sooooo very sorry, just reading that makes me cry. I feel so bad when someone loses their sweet little baby. My heart bleeds for you. For the life of me I wish things like this didn't happen. MMC, Mc, stillbirth, infant loss; all of it hurts equally as bad. You know, I am glad he was born alive, so DH, the kids, and I could marvel at him. Dh and I nick named him "the corn niblet" because he was so small. Dh would call the NICU and tell the nurse he was the "corn niblets" dad and wanted to know if he could go in to see him. lol
I will pray for your strength as well as for your DH. The service is the hardest part of it all. Please be encouraged and don't forget to take refuge in each other, it makes the days a little easier. I have heard that saying too, I don't know if it gets completely better and if the wounds just go away, but it doesn't hurt to know that weeping may endure through the night but joy cometh in the morning. Just hold on til' daylight...