Must be me..

but my tolerance to whining is very low these days.

I’ve been following this blog for a while. This poor girl sure has been through it. But ya know… her reward will be an awesome, beautiful little baby to hold, love, cuddle and watch grow.

My baby is dead and buried in the local Catholic Cemetery. Many of the moms with babies there have been through unspeakable grief and sorrow. I know at least two of the moms who made it to the end of their pregnancies only to show up at the hospital for delivery and be told that sometime along the way, their babies had died but that they would have to go through labor and delivery anyway. I know a mom whose beautiful and much wanted baby had trisomy 18 and died a few months after birth despite her valiant, self sacrificing, round the clock caregiving and the prayers of hundreds of people. The baby next to mine was fine one day, dead from E.coli the next.

While I was grieving I found the Missing Angels web site. I still go there once and a while for a good cry.

sigh… I guess I’m saying that any of the moms there that have lost a baby would move heaven and earth, give their very lives for the opportunity to hold their little babies alive and happy in their arms again. So I just can’t empathize with this pitty party. I can understand it sure. But I’d trade places in a second.

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