tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.comments2023-10-01T07:50:30.374-05:00It only hurts when I breathe!Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04602706939281669017noreply@blogger.comBlogger756125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-70390295757118329422022-05-28T20:35:00.398-05:002022-05-28T20:35:00.398-05:00Great blog I enjoyeed readingGreat blog I enjoyeed readingJohnnyhttps://www.johnhuron.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-21700409027114548672020-09-29T09:50:42.206-05:002020-09-29T09:50:42.206-05:00Heather, so very sorry for you tremendous loss. My...Heather, so very sorry for you tremendous loss. My son and daughter in law too loss their son last year. He was 2 months shy of full term when his adoring mom developed pre-eclampsia. She too was very sick after his delivery. It was devastating for our entire families. We are doing better, but my boy is still mourning for his son. I love this poem so much, but I’m afraid that it may be to soon to send it. Thank you so much, I loved it. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14430903253348698622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-75522323735903396742019-06-26T00:00:30.096-05:002019-06-26T00:00:30.096-05:00I guess I should've updated this. I did go on...I guess I should've updated this. I did go on to have a successful pregnancy and delivered a healthy full term boy. Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04602706939281669017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-53233328712109222422017-01-19T17:10:08.468-06:002017-01-19T17:10:08.468-06:00My grandson was born at 22 weeks and your poem is ...My grandson was born at 22 weeks and your poem is exactly how his mom and dad are feeling. I've shared so people know its OK to talk about Oliver, I hope that's OK with you, your poem is a blessingAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09331997435751250516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-44584680038709989572016-07-14T15:58:03.194-05:002016-07-14T15:58:03.194-05:00Dear Heather, I am so sorry that you didn't ge...Dear Heather, I am so sorry that you didn't get to keep your two precious babies--Logan and Ben. They are in heaven with our Michael Benjamin Dent. Yes, I am Elizabeth Dent who wrote this poem, "Remembering." I'm so glad it is helping you and others who read it. I wrote it after a neighbor, who knew Michael had died, didn't even mention him. It broke my heart. Only a mom who has experienced this can understand. I pray for healing each day for you on your journey of grief. May God wrap His comforting arms around you. <3 Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-31066753828506133612015-05-15T18:28:48.586-05:002015-05-15T18:28:48.586-05:00beautiful and exactly how I feel xxbeautiful and exactly how I feel xxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-52354564331885495572014-05-13T07:09:59.905-05:002014-05-13T07:09:59.905-05:00Your last post wasMarch of last year. I stumbled o...Your last post wasMarch of last year. I stumbled on your blog and wondered how you are doing. I lost my son on Mothers day last year. His birthday was yesterday. I'm also trying again which is scary but Im doing it because I want to be an active mom so badly. I hope that your last pregnancy yielded more positive results and that you've found some light among dark days. If you ever want to reply please visit my blog at walkwithrylan.com. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01345834049599221856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-75098181119816583562013-12-17T13:20:34.989-06:002013-12-17T13:20:34.989-06:00I was passing through and came upon your BlogSpot....I was passing through and came upon your BlogSpot. You and I shall probably never meet - yet, I want you to know that my heart is breaking for you. RETA@ http://evenhaazer.blogspot.com<br />RETAhttp://evenhaazer.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-82924036589686452632013-11-25T17:46:48.475-06:002013-11-25T17:46:48.475-06:00I want to use this testimonial post to say a very ...I want to use this testimonial post to say a very big thanks to the one i think is the real master of spell Therapist Oniha of the WIN EX BACK SPELL,what seems so difficult for others became so simple for him after i had spent huge amount of money to UNTRUTHFUL spell casters i meet before i eventually meet Therapist Oniha through the help of an old friend who he had worked for,my friend told me about his own case,he told me how he brought back his woman within 2days,i was so surprised with what he said so contacted him quickly and told him about my own case,when i contacted Therapist Oniha he said he will do it and he did it which i do not know how he do it for me,my man who had previously denied my pregnancy and put me to shame came back begin for my forgiveness and said he wanted me back in his life,which made me happy i my heart because i was already a laughing stock in my neighboring hood because he denied impregnating me publicly,i am a happy woman again because of Therapist Oniha contact Therapist Oniha of the winexbackspell@gmail.com and help me say a very BIG thanks to him.xiunnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-41495734696709755312013-03-14T13:56:12.253-05:002013-03-14T13:56:12.253-05:00I have no magic words, just thoughts of love and p...I have no magic words, just thoughts of love and peace that I'm sending your way. Hugs...Michelehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17681333723382119281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-20128315112160749482013-02-25T20:46:21.990-06:002013-02-25T20:46:21.990-06:00I also begged for years to have a third child. Our...I also begged for years to have a third child. Our children are 11 and 8 already! Hubby finally goes along with it and tbis is what we get? How unfair! I had to beg for this child I will never meet :(Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02438151738670681116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-68101542010455400032013-02-25T08:34:34.101-06:002013-02-25T08:34:34.101-06:00I feel all the same things. I couldnt have written...I feel all the same things. I couldnt have written it down better. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02438151738670681116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-80625944516528656512013-02-04T12:30:27.221-06:002013-02-04T12:30:27.221-06:00Congrats... It is hard, and you shouldnt beat your...Congrats... It is hard, and you shouldnt beat yourself up. You've been through hell; I want to tell you that things will end up textbook perfect, but I dont know that. But I hope for you, truly I do.<br /><br />I'm 15 and a half weeks now; I'm still in a 'zen' place, even with some scary news (which I havent and am not ready yet to blog about), but there are times that I wonder how the hell that is possible. I pray a lot, meditate a lot, think a lot, and just hope. A lot of hope. But that doesnt make it easier at times.<br /><br />Sending love and hope for the journey that wr are on together, and hoping they end in healthy, happy full-term births. :)Michelehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17681333723382119281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-78043317794116235832013-02-03T23:01:40.244-06:002013-02-03T23:01:40.244-06:00i will be praying every single day. i TOTALLY unde...i will be praying every single day. i TOTALLY understand your roller coaster. i felt very similar thngs. i wish i could tell you everything will turn out ok..... but as you said, we both know that's not true. it could very well be perfect! and every prayer i say will be for that end but we've both known the flip side. wish i could hug you in person. ((((((hugs))))))bellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13338099802954577987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-79156098899735587312013-02-01T02:16:27.409-06:002013-02-01T02:16:27.409-06:00Hi, I just saw your post. It really hit home, I ha...Hi, I just saw your post. It really hit home, I have the same thoughts now after losing a baby. My son is 3 1/2 and my sibling argument is starting to become words in the wind also. I hope that you have a little peace in your heart. Keep writing, I love your blog.KenzieRuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17726209757757826262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-26771233224508076982013-01-02T05:10:52.842-06:002013-01-02T05:10:52.842-06:00Wow. Beautiful reply. Thank you for sharing.Wow. Beautiful reply. Thank you for sharing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-71359065862693907012012-07-11T15:45:32.660-05:002012-07-11T15:45:32.660-05:00i have 4 dead and 5 living. for half a dozen years...i have 4 dead and 5 living. for half a dozen years i had one and then would lose one... it was a pattern. one that, by the time i got to pregnancy #8 my announcement to my friend was, "i hope i get to keep this one". i didn't by the way. with #9 the living children were all so old that they fully understood it all. (ages 7-12) they went to every appt with me. they held their collective breath and audibly released it when the baby's heartbeat was located. they counted toes at every ultrasound and got really good at "reading" the ultrasounds too. they didn't believe she was alive until they held her in their arms. they've lost the innocence of childhood in many respects. but i wouldn't trade it for all the world (we were not ttc by the way. she was a miracle baby). because when their friends get frustrated by their younger sibling's crying/annoyingness/general inconvenience of being a baby... my children tenderly pick up their adored and prayed for and wanted baby sister- smother her with kisses, laugh at her, play with her, love on her, soothe her.... in short- they cherish the opportunity to have a crying baby. they beg to be the chosen one who gets to play with her. they understand the preciousness of the gift that she is. they do not take life for granted. <br /><br />i cannot say what is right for everyone. indeed i dared not even try "one more time". i still do not dare! BUT when the gift was given- it was and is a blessing. our story unfolds with bittersweet details and isn't over yet but good does comes in spite of the storm. <br /><br />you cannot make the wrong decision. your heart will lead you. and yes, i too understand the feeling of , "how many times can i bury a child and still keep on living?" but every time, i live for those that live with me and one day when my time comes to go home.... i will run. :)bellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13338099802954577987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-37360172360604675402012-04-25T01:59:40.590-05:002012-04-25T01:59:40.590-05:00oh, and he didn't have bone cancer. He has Lym...oh, and he didn't have bone cancer. He has Lyme disease. It doesn't make me any less worried that he is still desperately sick, though. Be gentle with yourself.Sarah St. Ongehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01116679830244890405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-32725241922622276652012-04-25T01:58:26.611-05:002012-04-25T01:58:26.611-05:00About a month ago, my son began to complain about ...About a month ago, my son began to complain about some minor joint pain. We live in an area with a high incidence of Lyme disease- which causes joint pain. I avoided bringing hom to the doctor for two weeks- because I was convinced that they were going to tell me that he had bone cancer,it was terminal, and there was nothing that they could do about it. <br /><br />You aren't irrational, you're a mom who has been through the ringer- and as for your brother- my answer would have been something along the lines of, "yea, I know God protects little children- it's their mother's I'm worried about...." Maybegive him a little food for thought. <3Sarah St. Ongehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01116679830244890405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-47270305810528207442012-04-19T13:03:28.812-05:002012-04-19T13:03:28.812-05:00Oh, honey. My child was lost, but didn't die ...Oh, honey. My child was lost, but didn't die and I still feel this way. I cry every time J gets vaccinations because of the fear. I can't imagine her ever having to go under general anesthetic. I KNOW they're irrational fears, but they're still real. They still hurt. They still matter.CJhttp://www.dontlicktheferrets.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-36662301025834149302012-04-19T07:58:23.074-05:002012-04-19T07:58:23.074-05:00I have those fears too. I try to repeat to myself...I have those fears too. I try to repeat to myself daily that, if their time to leave this world comes before mine, that I will cherish the time we've had and long for the day we are together again. But it terrifies me, moment by moment.Michelehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17681333723382119281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-87745349874050127272012-04-18T13:13:09.832-05:002012-04-18T13:13:09.832-05:00Sweetie, as you know, I'm 44 and since hitting...Sweetie, as you know, I'm 44 and since hitting 40 my dusty old ovaries have managed to make (with a little help from a dusty sperm or two) two little boys, one of whom is still growing strong in my dusty old uterus and one little poppet who left us for any of the millions of reasons that one in three pregnancies have for ending early.<br /><br />35 isn't the end. It isn't easy but it doesn't have to be over!<br /><br />So please do try to have a happy birthday and after you've treated yourself to an obscenely huge piece of cake and a celebratory drink cut down on the sugar, fat and booze! They won't make you feel better and are more of a hindrance if you want to make another baby!<br /><br />Love and hugs. xxxBarbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01484695553612265127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-81949234856582722012-04-02T01:56:07.610-05:002012-04-02T01:56:07.610-05:00Hi Heather. This is my first visit to your blog. I...Hi Heather. This is my first visit to your blog. I am so sorry to read your story about having loved and lost 2 precious children. Last Septmeber we too had a precious baby boy who bravely gave us 22 hours of so much love before He went home to Heaven. I just wanted to let you know there is another mom out there who is saying a little prayer for your heart today and sending you a whole bunch of love. It's not an easy path to walk. Some days it helps just a little more to know that there are other moms who understand. Much love to you. JanineJanine Claire Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06814119908907688750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-45953665364400083502012-03-30T01:13:59.675-05:002012-03-30T01:13:59.675-05:00ohhhh soooo sad.....
Hotel Nami Residencyohhhh soooo sad.....<br /><br /><a href="http://hotelnamiresidency.com/default_user.aspx" rel="nofollow">Hotel Nami Residency </a>johnyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05876722482174913497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-48416814063013298902012-03-30T01:11:58.772-05:002012-03-30T01:11:58.772-05:00ohhhh soooo sad.....ohhhh soooo sad.....johnyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05876722482174913497noreply@blogger.com