Addie is a friend of AGrowingFamily and has a great story to share about losing a child. If you have ever been effected by this I would encourage you to get around others that can help and support. Blessings.
Originally posted on Ellie's Hope:
I wanted to share my story for a couple of reasons. One reason is that although I am a mother without a child now, I still want the world to know how beautiful my daughter was. The second reason being that I want the world to know how good God has been through this whole ordeal and the hope that Chris and I have grasped onto through it all. This blog is about my journey through these dark days. I only hope it is a blessing and encouragement to those that need it, much like the blogs I follow with similar stories.
It is hard to know where to start but I guess there is no better place than the moment we found out I was pregnant: it was crazy. We got pregnant after only one or two tries. I was shocked but I think Chris was actually speechless. We were over the moon excited. We were even more excited when we heard this little peanut’s heartbeat for the first time. “Strong and healthy” is what they all said at the doctor’s office. This was good news for us new parents. Fast forward to the 20-week appointment where we found out our little baby was a girl! We were overjoyed. We would have been happy with either sex but when you finally find out the sex, you start to imagine a personality for this little baby. We dreamed that Eleanora would be a strong individual, with nerdy glasses and dark curly hair. She would stand up for what she believed in and would be a friend to all people. She would be crazy intelligent and would rule the world someday. Some nights I would lie on the couch, feeling her kick, daydreaming about all of the soccer practices Chris would coach for her. These were happy times. These were times of joy. The weeks started flying by and before we knew it, I was 35 weeks along and Chris was preparing to leave on a business trip. The morning Chris left he woke me up to say goodbye and put his hand on my belly to say goodbye to Ellie. That week I was busy with work and was looking forward to having the house to myself to catch up on reading and writing.
The last time I felt Ellie kick was a Wednesday. After I got home from closing the store I plopped on the couch with my hand on my belly to feel those little kicks promising a healthy baby. There she was, giving me strong kicks like always. I turned off the lights and crawled into bed. At around 4am I woke up with terrible pain and nausea. I called Chris in a panic because I had no idea what was happening. He calmed me down and I fell back asleep. I woke up and went to work around 11 am. I sat down on a break, expecting some kicks – nothing. I called the doctor and they said to come in. At this point I wasn’t scared at all. I honestly thought I might be going into labor early or something. I was scared because Chris was in Florida and I didn’t want to have the baby without him. Chris’ mom took me to the doctor. They did the usual routine: strapped me to the fetal monitor – nothing. At this point I still thought nothing was wrong. I just thought she was just in a bad position. They walked us down to the ultrasound room. It took all but 2 minutes to see her little heart had stopped beating. I knew before the nurse even said anything – my daughter was no longer alive. The nurse grabbed my arm with tears in her eyes and said she was so sorry and had to find my doctor. I just sobbed. He came in and told us, “I am sorry but there is no way she is alive anymore.”
This is great advice from my friends young daughter for anyone that speaks in public..
Originally posted on Kelly Tshibaka:
“Mom, don’t you think it’s weird that when you preach everyone just stares at you blankly?”
Her advice on how I can improve:
1. Don’t start with “Fun Lady”, being all funny and happy
2. Start your sermon
3. When everyone’s bored, give them a break so they can make fun of you–but don’t worry about it.
4. Then have them sit down again. Continue the sermon. When they get bored again, don’t give them a break this time. Instead, dump all the “fun” on them at that point. If you pour out all the fun in the beginning, then they’re bored the rest of the sermon. So save it for the end.