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I am so sorry that you are now a member of this club that none of asked to be a part of. I know the pain you are feeling all too well. Unfortunately many of us do. I wish I had the magic words to make it all better. I wish I could write different endings to this chapter(s) of our stories, but I cannot. What I can tell you a year later is you somehow will start to learn to live with pain. It never fully goes away, its always there. I call it my lightbulb. Sometime its dim, still there but far away....those are my good days. Then there are days when the light is so bright it commands my full attention...and those would be my bad days. But no matter the day good or bad, the lightbulb is always on.
I am sending you peace underneath all of your grief.
Take good care,
Oh, I'm so sorry....I am just catching up with your blog to find out about your loss. I know the heartache and wish that I had to words to make it all better. The aches, pains, and emptiness are very real and are so hard to deal with. Just remember that no matter how overwelmed you feel, you're only required to take one breath at a time.
Strength in pain
Libby and Bruno,
We can not imagine the pain of loosing your little prince. No hugs, no words, no act can ever be enough to take that hurt away. The only thing that will help is time and the assurance that there are so many people in this world that are here for you and love you. Find strength in your pain through prayer and with the thought that Marquito did not have a life full of pain and suffering.
We love you both and are here for you.
Love Jason and Caro
Im soo sorry for your pain. Losing a child is the worst pain you can feel as a mother. I lost my daughter after she was born 15 weeks premature. I know right now you feel lost. Know you are not alone! Know that you can come to SHARE on your Good days and bad and find comfort here! SHARE was my life line when my daughter passed! Im always here is you need to chat
I just got caught up on your blog. I am so sorry for what you have been through. No one should have to go through that. I am glad you found Share and I hope you find it as helpful as I have.
Libby, I know it's hard, but please remember, your Marco is in the best place possible, the hallow of God's hand. I had alot of the same feelings as you during this time. I was angry, I couldn't look at pregnant women without jealousy and anger. Just about everthing you typed in your blog was what happened with my son. Know I will be praying for you and your husband to get through this the best you can.
Love and light- Liz
You knew Marco for so much longer than those few hours. I think that it what makes the ache so excruciating. From the time we see those little pink lines we know our little ones. We create dreams and plans of our lives together. To have it taken away truly takes a lifetime to grieve.
I remember having no idea of how I would get up each morning.. sometimes I still find it difficult like putting one foot out of the bed is running a marathon. On those days I try to think what I want my daughter's legacy to be. Surely she wasn't put in my life to ruin it. She was put in my life to bring me joy, just as if she had survived. So I find when I smile, she smiles and I feel close to her.
Thank you for sharing such a beautiful poem.
Im sorry...i know your pain too well and your feelings of anger and jealousy..its not fair..no mum should have to live without their child...i lost my boy january 2oth 2oo9 at 32 weeks...i long for my boy and our future that should have been...you are not alone... my thoughts are with you and your lil angel...hugs..chantelle..
Thank you for sharing the poem, it's beautiful and it's Marco telling you he's ok and happy. You are so early in your journey, the pain is till so raw. Marco was with you for all those months, not only the hours you spent with him out of your body.
I'm glad you managed to get some pictures and momentos of Marco, I know you will treasure them as I treasure the posessions of my baby Ayden.
Wishing you peace and comfort,
There were days when the knowledge the pain would lessen was the only thing that got me through. Hold on to that lifeline.
I wish there was so much more I could do. For now, know that you do not walk this path alone. We are here to lift you up on your bad days and smile with you on your good days.
I know it's been almost a month since your last post but I'm still thinking about you! I hope things have gotten even just a tiney bit easier on you and your family.
Lots and lots of hugs,
It took a while for it to finally hit me as well. And I'm so thankful for the things the hospital gave me. I wasn't at first, but I am now.
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