posted 8th Jul '11
Quoting {(Belly)}:" quotes bible verses etc. about miscarriage. does anyone know any goood ones?"
A poem by me: It feels un real, it feels silly. I never held you. I never saw you. I never felt you . I didn’t know you.
Its true though. I miss you. I loved you. I wanted you. I had no name for you.
I try not to blame me. You and me, we were 1, you left me. I’m angry & I’m sorry.
sweet dreams little one.
"An angel in the book of life wrote down my baby's birth. Then whispered as she closed the book "too beautiful for earth". ~author unknown
As Long As I Live You Will Live As Long As I Live You Will Be Remembered As Long As I Live You Will Be Loved...Author unknown
"If tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again."
How very softly you tiptoed into my world. Almost silently; Only a moment you stayed. But what an imprint Your footprints have left On our hearts.
"To Remember Is Painful To Forget Is Impossible." ~Maureen Connelly
"Now I lay you down to sleep, I pray the Lord your soul to keep; Within his arms he'll hold you tight, My Heavenly Angel, My Guiding Light."
"There is no foot so small that it cannot leave an imprint on this world"
"The mention of my child's name may bring tears to my eyes, but it never fails to bring music to my ears. If you are really my friend, let me hear the beautiful music of his name. It soothes my broken heart and sings to my soul."
Thats just some of my favourite.
posted 10th Jul '11
I've been reading and re-reading this topic for a couple months now.
I lost my baby back in February, I was about 19 weeks along.
I am 16, and although having a child this young would have been hard, I feel that the pain of losing my child is even harder. I remember the events like it all happened yesterday.
Being that I'm so young, it was difficult to come out to my parents and tell them, when I finally did, they made me stay home from school that day & the three of us cried & cried on the couch until we went to the doctor. Then she(the dr) had me take a pregnancy test and it came out positive. We cried a lot more, especially me.
The doctor told me how I would have to tell my school in a few weeks, and how they would most likely send me to a continuation school(which, even though my grades were amazing and I was taking mostly AP and advanced classes at the time, I was fine with it.) She told me about a bunch of continuation schools for young moms, and my nurse(who was also pregnant) mentioned one called "Esmeralda". I planned to enroll in that one in a couple weeks once I finished up what I could at my current school, got some testing done on the baby, etc. The doctor told me how it wouldn't be easy, but I already knew this. She also named off a list of things I needed to avoid such as caffeine, and mentioned names of some pre-natal vitamins. I told her I was scared, and nervous. I was afraid that I'd be a terrible mom. She told me how one of her other young moms was actually in the room next to me, and her baby was now 2 years old and was having a check up. This made me feel a lot less scared. She also gave me the numbers of other teen moms that I could talk to, as well as giving them my number. (I was also scared of having the baby, because my doctor just kept saying "you're so tiny! only 95 lbs!" which made me feel scared to go into labor. but I soon forgot about that.)
I was finally coming to terms with having this baby, we were about to enroll me in my new school, go shopping for maternity clothes and baby gear, etc, when I miscarriaged, a week later.
I just remember coming home from the doctor and crying for hours. Asking my mom why? Why me? My parents cried, too. They felt partly responsible because they felt if they would have paid more attention, they would have known sooner and the baby still would be here. I stayed home from school until the bleeding stopped, and did (tried to do) my school work at home.
My mom begged the school nurse to let me go on home hospital(she told the nosey nurse I had pneumonia.) But the school nurse said the courses I was taking were too advanced and they didn't offer them in HH. I fell further and further behind in school, but I was so depressed I couldn't bear to go back.
As the bleeding was slowing down, I noticed that I had started lactating. So I used it as an excuse stay home a week longer and grieve.
Ultimately, I was out of school for about a month, sitting home crying countless nights over the loss of my baby.
It seemed like every channel on the tv showed babies, and every commercial was about babies growing up. Everywhere I went it was a constant struggle. I thought I would at least have one comfort in going back to school, seeing my boyfriend of 2 years and having someone to hold me, but when I got back I found that my boyfriend had cheated on me and left me for someone else.
What hurt the most about that was knowing that he knew we were having a baby, but he didn't care enough about him/her to stick around, which made me very upset because this baby was SO special to me and so near and dear to my heart.
I felt so alone during this time. I woke my mom up in the middle of the night because I couldn't sleep and was crying till 4am. After one or two times I felt terrible like I was burdening her, so ever since then I've held it in.
No one at my school really knew that I was even pregnant, so most people just stopped hanging around me all together because they thought I was just being fussy because of my break up. I begged my parents to pull me out of school because I couldn't stand leaving the house. I wore sweats and slippers almost every day, showered about 3 times a week at best, didn't wear makeup and would just leave my hair in a ponytail, rarely even bothering to brush it. I missed the whole basketball season for Varsity cheer(the only game I went to was the day my parents found out I was pregnant.) I missed the welcoming of the Freshman, and I missed the whole 1st trimester of the second semester of my Sophomore year. I got accused of having an eating disorder by my school nurse(who didn't know why I was out of school so many days, she just saw a "abnormally tiny," depressed", "over worked" girl) and was interrogated several days during 7th period, and asked to drop all of my classes to remedial classes to "take the stress off" as well as eat in her office so she could "make sure I was getting the nutrition that I needed". I ran out of her office countless times bawling my eyes out from embarrassment and the blows to my self esteem, and to add to it she left her office door open while she made all these accusations and "suggestions" for all the boys and girls of the school to hear. I was so behind in school work, that I dropped one of my classes and had F's in all the rest. I was also kicked out of my Adv. Dance class for missing too many days.(I had straight A's my Freshman year, and the 1st semester of my Sophomore year.) I gave up my aspirations of being the first person in my family to go to college. I honestly gave up on life in general. I felt so empty and worthless and I felt like my life had lost all meaning.
One day, looking up quotes on miscarriages and seeing this forum, I really turned myself around. I got back into my dance class by begging my counselor and teacher to let me back in, I finished the year with decent grades(which my counselor had thought was in achievable in that amount of time.), and I'm looking back into colleges.
These posts have made me realize I'm not the only one struggling, which helps when I feel like I'm so alone and have no one who understands.
I finally got the courage to post something because today, July 10, 2011, would have been my babies due date. I'm determined to not sink back into the same depression I was in just a month or two ago. I still often think when sitting in my room where I would have put the crib, or how different my life would be. I sometimes imagine pushing my baby in it's stroller and taking him/her to the park for the first time, or to the mall to sit on Santa's lap and get a picture. I imagine what food's he/she would like, and which one's s/he'd hate. I think about when s/he would say "ma ma" for the first time, and how it would sound. I try to picture his/her face and how beautiful it'd be. I think about how'd tiny or big s/he would be and if s/he would be a giggly baby or a fussy baby, or in between. I also wake up randomly during the nights and think "my baby might have been kicking right now" or "i'd be up at this time in a few months to calm my crying baby". Thinking these things doesn't make me sad anymore.
I remember when my boyfriend took me to get a pregnancy test a few days before Thanksgiving, and how it came up positive and I just took more and more because I couldn't believe it. I remember almost throwing up on my way to school every morning and trying my hardest to stay focused on my classes, especially 1st and 2nd period. I remember writing down all the different baby names I was considering. I remember staying up super late to study and trying a million times harder, and it all paying off because I got the highest score out of all the classes on my AP final!(my little angel must have also been a good luck charm. ) I remember throwing up orange juice all over the floor on Christmas day right when my family arrived because baby + orange juice + jumping around getting exercise (playing kinect) does not mix. haha(sorry little one!)
I remember being so scared to tell my parents that I told my cousin, first, and she told me she was pregnant, too.(She's 21.) She's having her baby in a few months, and I think that will be a little bit of a sad moment for me, because my baby would have been her big cousin, but I'll get through it, because my baby will be up in heaven and she will feel how much I love her, even though she's gone. I remember looking at my belly in the mirror a LOT (even though it barely showed, but I could tell.) and rubbing it, and listening to Mozart(since I read it's supposedly good stimulation for the babies brain.)
I'll miss all the little memories about my baby, even though I never knew him/her. But this forum has helped me to realize that God has a reason for all of this, and my baby is in a good place.
"Everyone comes into your life for a reason, some only are meant to stay for a season."
The quote of the "blink of an eye" really helped me, along with all the others. I want to thank all of you for the help that you have given me and the peace you have brought me, and I pray that all your broken hearts are healed. Our babies are playing together in heaven! God bless.<3
P.s. Sorry this is so long, I just needed to vent on this important day.
quoteposted 10th Jul '11
Quoting _Celeste:" I've been reading and re-reading this topic for a couple months now. I lost my baby back in February, ... [snip!] ... babies are playing together in heaven! God bless.<3 P.s. Sorry this is so long, I just needed to vent on this important day."
ilost my baby on 16th june2011 i was 22wks pregnant,its really hard to cope this pain will be there, this poem for all those mothers who lost thier baby
I'll Hold You in Heaven
From the very beginning I loved you,
As I made plans to hold you and rock you:
You were tiny and helpless as you lay in my womb,
But something went wrong and soon you were gone;
My young heart was broken, my tears fell like rain,
I'd never known such heartache and pain.
I wonder who you look like, me or your dad,
Do you have my smile and his eyes?
Would you have been big and tall or tiny and small?
We had dreams for you that reached to the skies.
It was long, long ago and I still miss you so,
Thanks to Jesus, I'll see you in heaven.
I'll hold you in heaven someday,
When my trials on earth pass away;
The angels have rocked you, the Father watches over you,
I know you're waiting for me;
And I'll hold you in heaven someday
god bless
posted 15th Dec '11
I lost my baby just a few days ago, & I cannot stop wondering if I did something wrong or if it just wasn't my time to have a baby. I was only 7 weeks along, but he/she was my little miracle.
quoteposted 23rd Dec '11
i found out dec 19 2011 that i have lost my baby at 8 weeks i had so much hopes and dreams for my little angel i am thanking about get in this tattoo
Not one tiny footprint,
for now I have wings.
These tiny footprints were meant
for other things.
You will hear my tiny footprints,
in the patter of the rain.
Gentle drops like angel's tears,
of joy and not from pain.
You will see my tiny footprints,
in each butterflies' lazy dance.
I'll let you know I'm with you,
if you just give me the chance.
You will see my tiny footprints,
in the rustle of the leaves.
I will whisper names into the wind,
and call each one that grieves.
Most of all, these tiny footprints,
are found on Mommy and Daddy's hearts.
'Cause even though I'm gone now,
We'll never truly part."
where i was going to get my angle babys footprints send me a message if any one gots any more ideas thank you all these really helped me out
quoteposted 26th Feb '12
I just lost my first baby early this morning. I was 7 weeks and 2 days. I am only 21, it was a total accident and it happened at the "wrong time"-- and yet, the baby became mine. It is the most devastating feeling I could ever imagine, and yet, I already know that beautiful things will come out of this terrible situation. Reading all of these posts and quotes has been therapy to my heart. All of you ladies are beautiful and strong, and our babies are all safe in heaven and always in our hearts. We will try again, and we will have babies to hold. I know sleeping through this first night will be hard, and in the morning it will hit me and I will cry and feel like I won't survive. But I will, and though the road may be filled with pain, my capacity for compassion and understanding and love has increased greatly. To my angel baby: 2/26/12 may have been when I lost you, but you will always, always remain close by in my heart... and I will see you in heaven one beautiful day.
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