Saturday, December 02, 2006

Do you ever...

Do you ever know the answer in your head yet your heart doesn't understand?
Do you ever wish you could do it just one more time, regardless of the outcome, just to have that moment?
Do you ever think that if you can scream loud enough you might release the pain?
Do you ever ask WHY in your head?
Do you ever go over every detail, again?
Do you ever look at kids his/her age and wonder?
Do you ever look at kids his/her age and cry?
Do you ever look at kids his/her age and feel anger?
Do you ever wonder how you got through it?
Do you ever wish you hadn't?
Do you ever wonder how you'll get through tomorrow?
Do you ever feel guilty for smiling?
Do you ever have to pull over because the tears have blurred your vision?
Do you ever get to talk about him/her with someone who REALLY understands?
Do you ever feel thankful for knowing that kind of love?
Do you ever?

Saturday, November 11, 2006


I remember when I couldn't think of her without sobbing. I cried when I saw a baby, a little girl, a pregnant woman, a baby item, when I heard certain songs, etc. I love her just as much if not even more now, yet... I can think of her and smile. Sometimes my smile comes through tears, but sometimes its just a smile. Time does help. I'm thankful.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Hospital Pictures

When I was in the hospital, after my daughter died, the nurse came in to take her. She mentioned that they were going to take her "Hospital baby pictures." I thought that taking the picture of a baby, who was dead, was morbid. I said no. She tried to convince me otherwise, saying I would want them "Later". Absolutely not! Though I didn't remember this conversation, until a few years later. Taken the circumstances, I'm not suprised. I was very upset that she had even suggested it. I felt it was a violation of our intimate situation. About a year and a half later I heard that this was routine in many hospitals. My husband had taken a couple when she was alive, but not nearly as many as I wished he had. I contacted the hospital to see if it was done. They assured me that it was routine. I couldn't wait to have them in my hands. Pictures of my very much missed baby girl. After about five months of their tracking her file, it's found! And to my dissapointment it contained no pictures. It was noted that I had refused and they could do nothing. I very much regret not having them. I found out later that they never ask they just do it, and six months to a year later offer you the picures. This makes so much more sense. Given your emotional (not to mention physical) condition at the time, what do they expect? A rational answer? If you don't know if the hospital took pictures or not, call them and ask. You may not be ready to see them for a while but at least you'll know they're there.

Sunday, October 29, 2006


It's been six years since the loss of my daughter. I don't think I could have made it through that time without faith. My whole-hearted faith in God and belief in the resurrection promise helped me keep my sanity and hope. I also had the loving support of my husband, family and congregation. I hadn't realized just how blessed I am.

Saturday, October 28, 2006

Why this blog?

I wanted to create a place I could come to and feel safe to mourn, to vent and to go on. When you lose a baby everyone "knows how you feel" is "So sorry" and reminds you (if you can) that "You could always have more". It would be nice if any of this could possibly help you feel better about just having lost a beautiful life, but it doesn't. Even if you have other children, it doesn't replace the one(s) you've lost. I think that to relate you have to be a mom who has lost your own baby, whether in utero, in your arms or in their crib. Having a life developing inside you even gives dad a disadvantage in understanding. The constant whirlwind of emotions that go on inside my head and heart. Some can be voiced, some not. For a very long time I felt alone. I have very recently found a website "Honored Babies" where I was able to post a memorial for free. I saw so many others and even made contact with another mom (who's wounded heart was on the same day, though different year than my own), hence the inspiration for this blog. Please feel free to comment, as that is what this site is for.

Friday, October 27, 2006

Lyrics In Loving Memory Of My Isabel

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing,
Watch you smile while you are sleeping,
While you are far away and dreaming,
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender,
I could stay lost in this moment forever,
Where a moment spent with you is a moment I treasure,

I don't want to close my eyes, I don't want to fall asleep,
Cause I miss you baby, And I don't want to miss a thing,
Cause even when I dream of you, the sweetest dream will never do,
I still miss you baby and I don't want to miss a thing

Lying close to you feeling your heart beating,
And I wondering what you are dreaming,
Wondering if it's me you are seeing,
Then I kiss your eyes and thank god we're together,
I just want to stay with you in this moment forever and forever forever

And I don't want to miss one smile,
I don't want to miss one kiss,
I just want to be with you right here with you,
Just like this, I just want to hold you close,
I feel your heart so close to mine
And just stay here in this moment,
For all of the rest of time


Looking back on the memory of
The dance we shared 'neath the stars alone
For a moment all the world was right
How could I have known that you'd ever say goodbye

And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance

Holding you I held everything
For a moment wasn't I a king
But if I'd only known how the king would fall
Hey who's to say you know I might have chanced it all

And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance

Yes my life is better left to chance
I could have missed the pain but I'd of had to miss the