Remembering Baby

My husband and I lost our first baby at 8 weeks. We weren't trying for a baby, it just happened. I've always wanted to be a Mom and after the first jitters went away, we were so excited about having a baby. We went for the first ultrasound, and no heartbeat. They told me I was going to miscarry. They offered all the medical options. I just wanted to go home, I told them I would let my body handle it. I was hoping that maybe they were wrong, Miracles happen, right? I'll always remember that drive home, my husband talking to me trying to cheer me up, and I couldn't talk, couldn't trust myself not to break down sobbing. We picked out the name Kayden for the baby, I couldn't fathom not giving my baby a name. The spotting started a week later. That was 3 years ago. Today I have 2 healthy baby boys, Tristan is 21 months, Bryce is 6 weeks old. They are the light of my life. But every once in a while I still think about the one I lost, and I get a little teary-eyed. Then I go and give my boys a big huge.

My baby boy Owen Robert Balda was born on July 20th 2010 and also taken to heavan the very same day. I was 38 weeks pregnant and went into labor in the middle of the night. My husband and I were so excited that this was all finally happening and we were going to be able to finally meet our little Owen. When we got to the hospital I was already at 6 centimeters. They rushed me to my room and then tried to locate my heart beat and my baby boy's heart beat. At that moment I knew something was wrong because they said "call the doctor." My baby boy was gone, his cord was wraped around his little neck and they said it happend so fast. He was just fine at the Doctors appointment 1 week earlier. This was a freak thing. I then had to deliver my baby boy...he weighed 7.1 lbs and and was 21 inches long. He was so ready to be here with his Daddy and I and we will never know....why this happened. Turned out he was as healthy as could be ....it was just his darn cord. I have my good days and my bad.....most of them are bad. I long for my little Owen...I sit in his room at night and read him books. I miss him so much. I just want him to know how much I love him and would have done anything to help him. I know it isnt good bye but.."see you later." We will try again when the time is right...to have another baby. Owen can never be re-placed....he will be with me in my heart and in my dreams forever. miss you so much little man.....love Mommy

Our precious baby girl, Savannah Faith, was born on March 29th, 2010 at 36 wks by csection and lived only one hr. and four mins.I heard her cry once as they rushed her to the NICU.The only moments of her being full of life are a few pictures my mom was able to take.My husband was able to be with her while she was still hopefully aware and he rubbed her little feet.I held her as they removed everything and she made her way to Heaven. Through tears I said "Bye Savannah." She was so amazing, beautiful, and overall looked so normal! We couldn't believe she was gone!!! We knew it might happen, but nothing prepares one for it actually happening.Family and friends took time holding her.At 13 wks we found out she had trisomy 21.I am only 26 and this was our first baby, we couldnt' believe it. At the 20 wk ultrasound we received more devastating news that she had severe hydrocephalus and heart problems. After her passing, we learned she had abnormal lungs and didelphys also.Most doctors thought she would survive with many complications so we never knew what to think or how to prepare until she was born.Our prayer was for healing and for her to not suffer.Although, she was not healed on this side she is now perfect in Heaven and she didnt suffer.

My husband and I lost our precious baby girl,Savannah Faith,one hour and four minutes after birth. She was born March 29th, 2010 by csection at 36 weeks. I heard her cry once as they rushed her to the NICU. My mom came back with pictures of her while they were finishing my csection. Those are the only pictures I have of her crying and being full of life. We had somewhat planned for this moment, but not really! I held her in my arms as they removed everything and let her pass. I cried and said "Bye Savannah." She was so beautiful and looked overall so normal on the outside. My empty arms ache so much.Test confirmed at 13 wks she had Trisomy 21. At 20 wks we found out she had severe hydrocephalus and significant heart problems. After she was born we found she also had abnormal lungs and didelphys. We are so thankful our baby girl didn't suffer and she is with our Lord.

As I read these beautiful sad remembrances by others and sit here grieving my friend's recent loss. And I can't help be reminded of my own, which happened 13 years ago. I was pregnant with my second child. I had such a hard pregnancy with my first and was in heaven that this pregnancy was going so well. Then, a week before christmas, I was driving to work and hit black ice. My car ended up hitting a tree. I had mild back pain that day but felt ok. Five days later, I started spotting. I lost my son two days before christmas. I think that even though all these years have gone by... I never really stop feeling the loss and emptiness. It is just easier to deal with it. My daughter has given me reasons to keep strong and to allow happiness in my life. I can only hope that my friend can find some peace in this journey of saddness and sorrow. I pray that all on here find the same. God bless the families and the babies we lossed.

My sister has just lost her baby, Harrison Jedi Stratton. He was born on July 13, 2010, at just 21 weeks. He was such a surprise in the first place, she couldn't believe that she was even pregnant. Her first and only other child is 19! She didn't know and never even imagined she would want another child until Harry came along. And then at her last appointment, there was no heart beat. He had Cystic Hygroma, a legion on his neck. Bad luck. A fluke. It was fatal. She had to deliver him as though he were full term, and she held him and cried and cried. My sister is miserable and finally has been put on some tranquilizers. She is thinking of trying to have another baby, but the hurt is still too raw. I am sad for all of us, that we lost a member of our family, a baby we would all love and would bring joy to us. To remind us that sometimes our lives are just beginning, not ending up. In the little time that we had with him, Harry taught us all so much. Mostly, not to leave the party too soon. You never know what may happen. Surprises can come at you anytime. Never give up hope...I hope she has another. I hope that it is easy for her, and that Harry looks down from Heaven at his Mother and Father and is glad that they can move on and even be happy again. I hope the same for all of you. You will be happy again, someday. My son is 7. He told me that Harry's spaceship was malfunctioning, so he went back up to God's command center to await his new spacepod. Apparently he believes in reincarnation. However, if we think of it his way, it is easier on our hearts. He also plans to call the next baby Luke Skywalker Jedi Apprentice. Unless it's a girl. Then he will just call her Jabba. :) Until we see you again H. Love you. Aunt Renny

I lost my first baby, Ezra on Good Friday 2010 at 12 weeks. There is no explanation for what happened. I am reminded that I am a mom but I don't feel like a mom. I will never be the same again and I will never forget my precious little one who is now being held by Jesus. I still cry and rethink what I went through, but most days I can't believe it even happened. I know someday I will be able to hold my baby and I will wait patiently until then.

Carson Clark was born March 6, 2009. He was my first. That day my life changed forever. I gave birth, Baptised, and made funeral arrangements for my little Carson. I know Carson is with God and he is my little angel. I think about you everyday.