re: Miscarriage Quotes..

Hi everybody, I hope no one minds how long this post is, but I really wanted to share this beautiful article. I think it can really comfort all those strong women out there who are being so brave. Don't ever give up, you are not alone!

I Lost My Unborn Baby

MONDAY, April 10, 2000, was a warm and sunny day, so I set out to do some errands. I was just entering the second trimester of pregnancy, and although I did not feel very energetic, I was happy to be outdoors. Then, while waiting in the checkout line at a grocery store, I had the feeling that something was wrong with me.

My fears were confirmed when I got home. I was bleeding—something that had not happened during my two previous pregnancies— and it terrified me! I called my doctor, but he suggested that I wait and come in the next day, since I had an appointment then anyway. Before my husband and I put our two children to bed that night, we prayed together, asking Jehovah to give us strength in whatever way we might need it. Eventually, I fell asleep.

But about two o'clock, I woke up in intense pain. Gradually the pain subsided, but just as I was falling asleep again, it recurred, this time coming in regular waves. The bleeding also increased, and I realized that I was having contractions. My mind raced, trying to figure out if I had done something to cause this to happen, but I could not think of anything I had done wrong.

By five o'clock in the morning, I knew that I had to get to the hospital. When my husband and I arrived, we were relieved to find ourselves in the hands of very kind, helpful, and empathetic emergency-room staff. Then, two hours later, the doctor gave us the news we dreaded: I had lost my baby.

Because of the earlier symptoms, I was prepared for this outcome and took the news reasonably well. Additionally, my husband was at my side the whole time and proved to be very supportive. But now that we would be going home without a baby, we wondered what we would tell our two children, Kaitlyn, who was six years old, and David, who was four.

What Do We Tell Our Children?

The children had gone to bed aware that something was wrong, but how would we tell them that their future little brother or sister had died? We decided to be open and honest. My mother helped us to that end by telling the children that the baby would not be coming home with us. When we arrived, they ran to meet us and gave us big hugs and kisses. Their first question was, "Is the baby OK?" I couldn't answer, but my husband, holding us in a tight circle, said: "The baby has died." We held one another and cried, which helped our healing to begin.

We were not quite prepared, though, for our children's later reactions. For instance, about two weeks after my miscarriage, it was announced at the local congregation of Jehovah's Witnesses that an elderly Witness and close friend of our family had passed away. David, the four-year-old, sobbed uncontrollably, so my husband carried him outside. After calming down, David asked why his friend had died. Then he asked why the baby had died. Next, he said to his father: "Are you going to die?" He also wanted to know why Jehovah God had not yet destroyed Satan and started to "fix things up." Indeed, we were surprised to see how much was going through his young mind.

Kaitlyn also asked many questions. When playing with her dolls, she often pretended that one doll was sick, while the other dolls became nurses or family members. She set up a cardboard box as a doll hospital and occasionally pretended that one of her dolls had died. Our children's questions and games gave us many opportunities to teach them important lessons about life and how the Bible can help us to cope with trials. We also reminded them of God's purpose to make the earth a beautiful paradise, free from all forms of suffering and pain—even death.—Revelation 21:3, 4.

How I Coped With the Loss

When I first returned home from the hospital, I felt emotionally numb and disoriented. All around me were things that needed to be done, but I did not know where to start. I called a couple of friends who had been through the same experience, and they were very comforting. One dear friend sent us flowers and offered to take the children for the afternoon. I appreciated her warm concern and practical help so much!

I sorted out family photos into albums. I looked at and held the unworn baby clothes—the only tangible reminders of the baby I had lost. For weeks I was on an emotional roller coaster. Some days I could not stop crying—even with all the support I had from family and friends. At times, I thought I was losing my mind. Being around friends who were pregnant was particularly difficult. Previously, I had imagined a miscarriage to be a mere "blip" in a woman's life, something we got over without too many problems. How wrong I was!*

Love—The Best Cure

Along with the passing of time, an effective cure was the love shown by my husband and by fellow Christians. One Witness made dinner and brought it over. A congregation elder and his wife brought flowers and a loving card, and they stayed for the evening. We knew how busy they were, so their thoughtfulness touched our hearts. Many other friends sent cards or flowers. The simple words "We're thinking of you" meant so much! One member of the congregation wrote: "We view life as Jehovah does—as something most precious. If he knows when a sparrow falls to the ground, he surely knows when a human fetus falls." My cousin wrote: "We are so amazed at the miracle of birth and life, and we are equally surprised when it doesn't work out."

While at the Kingdom Hall a few weeks later, I felt weepy and had to leave just before the meeting began. Two dear friends who noticed my tearful exit sat with me in the car, held my hand, and made me laugh. Soon all three of us went back inside. What a joy to have friends that stick "closer than a brother"!—Proverbs 18:24.

As the news spread, I was surprised to learn how many fellow Witnesses had been through the same experience. Even some whom I had not been so close to previously were able to offer special consolation and encouragement. Their loving support in my hour of need reminded me of the Biblical saying: "A true companion is loving all the time, and is a brother that is born for when there is distress."—Proverbs 17:17.

Comfort From God's Word

The Memorial of Christ's death came the week after my miscarriage. One evening as we were reading the Bible accounts about Jesus' last days, it suddenly occurred to me: 'Jehovah knows the pain of loss. He lost his own son!' Because Jehovah is our heavenly Father, I sometimes forget how understanding he is and how much empathy he has for his servants—male and female. In that instant I felt an overwhelming sense of relief. I felt closer to Jehovah than ever before.

I also derived much encouragement from Bible-based publications, particularly past issues of the Watchtower and Awake! magazines that dealt with the loss of a loved one. For example, the articles on "Facing the Loss of a Child" in the August 8, 1987, issue of Awake! were very helpful, as was the brochure When Someone You Love Dies. #

An End to Grief

As time went by, I knew that I was healing when I could laugh without feeling guilty and when I could have a conversation without it coming back around to the baby I had lost. Even so, I bumped into emotional land mines on occasion, such as when I saw friends who had not heard about the miscarriage or when a family with a new baby visited our Kingdom Hall.

Then one morning I woke up feeling that the clouds had at last lifted. Even before I opened my eyes, I had a sense of healing—a peace and calm that I had not felt for months. Still, when I found myself pregnant about a year after I lost the baby, thoughts about the possibility of another miscarriage surfaced. Happily, I gave birth to a healthy baby boy in October 2001.

I still grieve for the baby I lost. Yet, the whole episode has increased my appreciation for life, for my family, for fellow Christians, and for God—who comforts us. The experience has also underscored the poignant truth that God does not take our children but that "time and unforeseen occurrence befall [us] all."—Ecclesiastes 9:11.

How I look forward to the time when God will eliminate all mourning, outcry, and pain, including the physical and emotional pain of miscarriage! (Isaiah 65:17-23) Then all obedient humans will be able to say: "Death, where is your victory? Death, where is your sting?"—1 Corinthians 15:55; Isaiah 25:8.

This thread has really helped me. I was 16 weeks pregnant, and lost my baby, just yesterday. It was such an unexpected and devastating thing to happen, but some of these comments has really made me feel a lot better. I will never forget my little darling, and as i was obsessed with Japanese names, my mum has bought a small Japanese tree which i have planted in my front garden, just to remember what i could have had. i have had a lot of support from friends and family, but none of them really know how it feels. i never thought i could miss something this much that i never truly had. it was the middle of the night when i woke up with pain, but half asleep i didnt think much of it, until it got stronger. i screamed for my mum and they took me to hospital, it was a horrific experience. i was also told that it had probably stopped developing in the last couple of weeks because it was slightly smaller than it should have been, which broke my heart even more. i had only in the last few days told my brothers & my grandparents, but to know that while i was exciting them with the news of a new baby, it was infact already dead hurt me even more. i want to thank everyone who has posted any quotes and verses, as it has made me realise that no matter what, my baby is always going to be here xx

I just recently lost my baby in january 27 2012 it took me a while to except it and its still so hard but the quotes are helping me deal with it even tho its very hard I would of been 5 or 6months pregnant right now...its very hard.

I just recently lost my baby in january 27 2012, i was 5 weeks its been very hard on me, the quotes have helped, its just hard to remember i lost what i have most wanted...i love my angel baby, but i just don't under stand why it had to happen...  

I lost my baby yesterday on Friday 13th 2012

Quoting Mrs.Rachael - 37 weeks:" "An Angel in the book of life wrote down my baby's birth. And whispered as she closed the book "too beautiful ... [snip!] ... your heart a hug. So daddy don't looks so sad and momma please don't cry. I'm in the arms of Jesus and he sings me lullabies!""

omg these are awesome i couldnt help but bawl when i read them expecially the tiny footprnints..

i have had 5 misscarriages the most recent was last week, i also have a little boy whos 1 and just found out he has some sort of damage to his brain. im struggling to keep my head above water and feel like everything is against me. i have been reading some of the quotes and everyone of them touched my heart. i know my angels are watching me wishing me to be strong for their brother.im just not sure which direction to turn. my family dont know everything and im sure they would be supportive but it hurts them just as much everytime i need to tell them we lost another angel. i dont even know where to start to pick myself back up. so babies if your listening mummy needs your help.xxxxx

I lost my baby almost 6 weeks ago and foundout today.. thankyou for the posts. This is the hardest thong I think I've ever gone through.

thank you soo many fealing that i couldnt put in to words and i have found them here.

my love for my children so much and miss them every day i wish that they were still with me but i know that my love is all they need and one day i will be with them again. x

these quotes and verses are so true! they have me crying, its coming up on the 4 year anniversary of my sons death on aug 12th and it still hurts just as much as the day it happened i was 16 weeks and young but i loved my son with the most passion i have ever known, thank you to those who have found these amazing poems... they are sad but comforting

<blockquote><b>Quoting Kyliesaurus♥Roaaaar:</b>" Its not just about miscarriage but i belive it works just the same. it made me feel better. What Makes ... [snip!] ... Though some on earth may not realise until their time is done, Remember all the love you have, And you ARE a special mum!"</blockquote>

I am Pandora Diane MacMillan* (formerly Waldron), author of the poem, "A Different Child" written on March 4, 1999, which you have posted to your web site. My poem was originally posted to the Canadian SPALS mailing list - Subsequent Pregnancy After a Loss -www.spals.com and follows the SPALS Guidelines regarding mutual support, tolerance and diversity. I would encourage you to read the SPALS guidelines and if you are still trying to become pregnant or know a friend or relative in this situation, you would refer her to the SPALS web site.

This poem was written to tell Madoka Marietta Rosalie about the sister, Rhiannon Roxane, she will never meet, and to tell her how much she is loved and wanted. It is dedicated to Madoka Marietta Rosalie Waldron, and to all children whose parents will always miss...A Different Child.

The poem also appears on FictionPress http://www.fictionpress.com/s/87202/1/A-Diffferent-Child. That copy of the poem states: "Dedicated to all who have lost a child and given birth to another much loved baby."

I would appreciate it if your copy of the poem would credit me as the author and include my original dedication with its postscript:

"------for Madoka Marietta Rosalie, from your mother,
Pandora Diane Waldron*--------March 4, 1999.

Remembering, with love, and not with sadness,
our Special Angel, Rhiannon Roxane,
who left this world 2 years ago today."

There are some other errors in the re-posting of my poem which have occurred on some web sites:

A Different Child is not just the title, it is the first line of the poem, as follows:

"A different child,
People notice
There's a special glow around you."

These lines refer to the new healthy baby who was born, not to the other different child, who passed away. However, the phrase "a different child" also later on refers to the child who was lost:

"A different child
Who was in their hopes and dreams."

In other words, in the historical manner of poetry, "a different child" has more than one meaning.

The last lines refer to the healthy baby grown up and able to offer comfort to another mother or father who is grieving. I actually met a young woman and a young man who said these compassionate words to me when I was grieving and partly through their words of hope, I tried again and had a successful pregnancy.

If my words can bring joy, hope or comfort to others, it is in this way that I continue to honour the legacy of Rhiannon Roxane. Let your child's memory be a living one, sharing the love you gave with others, and not a cold piece of stone.

This then was the intention of my poem. It was never intended to be a political or religious statement. If you have associated my poem with political or religious views, I would respectfully request that you remove my poem from your web site or any associated web sites which espouse religious or political viewpoints.

Yours sincerely,


(Ms.) Pandora Diane MacMillan

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."

hi i am now going through the same thing (16 and m/c)

Quoting Kyliesaurus♥Roaaaar:" Its not just about miscarriage but i belive it works just the same. it made me feel better. What Makes ... [snip!] ... Though some on earth may not realise until their time is done, Remember all the love you have, And you ARE a special mum!"

This is one of the only things I read over and over after my miscarriage a few years ago. I just read it again and it instantly brought tears.