October is National Pregnancy & Infant Loss Awareness Month. This contest is for all the beautiful and cherished LO's who have left this Earth too soon but remain always and forever in our hearts.
Submit (use the "Submit Entry" button) up to 3 photos of your Angel Baby. U/S photos are also welcome.
If you have more than one Angel, please enter them separately.
Please include their name & D.O.B., as well as their story... share as much as your heart desires.
I will TRY to have siggies made for our top 3 winners AND all other participants. I usually make my own and lately any free time I have is spent catching up on sleep (DH is still recovering from hip surgery).. I will ask around and if no one volunteers I will eventually get around to making the siggies myself, so please be patient.
I understand how painful this can be for everyone, but healing is remembering.
Born at 23 weeks 2 days on 10/11/11 @ 1:05pm
Weighed 1lb 6.3oz and measured 11.5 inches.
He lived approximately one hour after birth.
A few minutes after birth being held against his Daddy's chest in one hand with Daddy's ring around his arm---it could go all the way up his bicep. He was so teeny.
After his bath. We held him as long as we could. We couldn't bear to let him go down to the cold empty morgue :(
Getting kisses from his big brother who loved him SO much and talks about him every day even a year later.
at 23 weeks even I went into sudden preterm labor. I had a bloody show at 11pm and went in immediately. I live 2 blocks from the hosptal and was there literally 5 minutes later. I was 6cm dilated with bulging waters. They didn't help me at all. didn't stop contractions, didn't do anything. I asked to have my bed inverted (feet in the air) and that helped keep him in 2 more days while I lay there and the doctors just waited for it to end. They refused to send me to another hospital because I wasnt 24 weeks and NO hospitals nearby help babies under 24 weeks. So I was SOL. They made NO attempts to stop my labor other than an IV and some antibiotics to prevent me from getting an infection (it didn't work) and made no attempts to save him when he was born.
IF it weren't a military hospital, I'd have a lot of medical licenses to use for target practices, but I can't do anything since its military.
I will never see another military doctor. Ever.
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My beautiful only baby girl was born March 3 2010. I had 5 short wonderful weeks with her. On April 7, 2010 I got the worst call of my life. I was in class taking my CNA final when my mom calls screaming about baby not breathing! So a classmate drives me to the hospital. When I get to my daughter she is very still, they have tubes in her and sticking needles in her...it was awful. I asked how long they were working on her they said 35 minutes with astiole hb which I knew was dead hb rate. I knew she was gone, the dr asked if he could call it, I said yes.they pulled everything out of her but the breathing tube and swaddled her for me.I screamed and screamed. Makayla died of SIDS and my mom and son Michael have endured si much loss. I buried my baby girl next to her uncle, my brother who died 15 years before her at age 13 from suicide on april 20 1996. I've had three more kids since then. my youngest two being twins. And all boys. Our family will never be complete without her.when people ask how many children I have I tell them 5 always 5.
Justice Elizabeth Lee December 12, 2008.
I found I was pregnant the first time when I was 16. I was scared, excited and nervous. Everything was going GREAT
until the day I turned 19 weeks. I had to leave school early for a doctors appointment, I got home and started getting ready. That's when the cramps started. I didn't think much of it until we were in the car on the way to the doctors office. I was in so much pain, I was almost in tears. We got to the doctors office and I went to give my urine sample as I usually would, and I noticed blood, I panicked. I was taken immediately to a room where they used the doppler to find her heartbeat, it took a few minutes, but she was there and her heart was going strong. We then waited for what seemed like a very long time for my OB to come and do an ultrasound, I was dying in pain the entire time!
When we finally got the ultrasound, we received some horrible news. My bag of waters was bulging and the chances of keep me pregnant to a viability point were slim to none. We were rushed to the hospital via ambulance to try everything to stop my labor but just an hour or so after arriving my water broke. She was pushed further into the birth canal from the water, and my contractions stopped INSTANTLY.
She was born at 4:31 PM on December 12, 2008 at exactly 19 weeks gestation. She weighed a bit over 10 oz and was just over 10 in. long. Her little heart had stopped before she was born, so she was peacefully born sleeping. Not a day goes by that I don't think about her ♥ .
Coda Josiah Wakefield 5/29/11-6/4/11
May 29th at 5:00 a.m. I ended up going in preterm labor at 23 weeks and 3 days. They gave me medicine to hold it off for 12 hours. They wanted to hold me off till 25 weeks. At 5:46 p.m. I ended up having a 1 lb 7 oz 12 1/4 inch baby boy named Coda Josiah Wakefield. He went straight to NICU. I was able to see him just not hold him. He had problems like his skin wasn't developed yet and his lungs were very premature. His platelet count was very low and he received blood transfusions regularly. We found out there was blood in his lungs that Monday night. That ended up going away but coming back.Thursday we found out there was blood in his brain. It was labeled a stage 3 almost 4 out of 4. That wasn't life threatening. He would have had Cerebryl Parlsy, a learning disorder, or nothing. We also found out the valve in his heart was still opened but that would close and cause no problems. Friday we found out there was a hole in his intestines. We had to make the decision to do surgery or not. If we didn't he would have no chance. They did the surgery that night and came back great from it. During the night he took a turn for the worse. He started bleeding from the incision and all his vitals dropped. The nurses tried calling me around 2:00 a.m. but I guess I was exhausted from everything. He passed at 3:10 a.m. on June 4th. I was able to hold him for the 1st time when we got up there at 4:00 a.m. and I held him for hours. We had a memorial service for him that Sunday. Now, I am waiting for July 14th for my 6 week appointment to figure out what caused it, if I'll be able to get pregnant again, and what to do for the next pregnancy. I felt so bad because the whole time all I wanted was a girl even after I found out we were expecting a boy. We had our ultrasound at 22 weeks. A few days later I grew okay with having a boy after we started getting stuff for him. His name means "to return to the spirit of the Lord". Now, the next time I am expecting I dont care rather it is a boy or girl. One thing I know is if we end up only having girls, Coda will only mean that much more to us.
this is of my nephew billy aka peanut he was born aug 14, 2006 he died oct 20, 2008 the night it my sister (his mom) and my little brother and of course peanut were waiting for our mom to come home from work as they did everyday peanut was playing outside my sister had went inside for a glass of water while my little brother 14 at the time was watching peanut finally my mom got home was dropped off across the street like she always was she screamed for peanut and he screamed nana (he sure did love his nana) as he screamed her name back he ran to her and my brother ran after him he didn't catch up with him in time peanut entered the street and the truck got to him before my brother did he got hit and both my mom and brother witnessed it all the driver didn't stop just kept going peanut didn't make it he died immediately they tried keeping my sister from seeing it but when she came back outside it was like a nightmare i remember my brother running inside telling me to call 911 i couldn't even think of the number after he had told me and my little sister what happened we both just broke down its still hard to on all of us not having him here anymore he was only 2 when he died he was always such a happy kid we don't blame my mom or my brother for what happened. the driver was has not been caught. this Saturday will be 4 years now that peanut is not here with us i know he is up in heaven but i still miss him everyday that goes by i always think of him and before i go to bed i talk to him love and miss you peanut.
this is what he looked like before he passed away
peanut and his brother
he was always such a happy kid
<blockquote><b>Quoting P Pickle Pants:</b>" Thank you!"</blockquote>