Some Mother's Don't Get A Happy Ending

This post was on Grieve Out Loud's Facebook Page.

If you are looking for an answer this Mother's Day on why God reclaimed your child, I don't know. I only know that thousands of mothers out there today desperately need an answer as to why they were permitted to go through the elation of carrying a child, and then to lose him or her to miscarriage, stillbirth, accident, violence, disease or drugs.

Motherhood isn't just a series of contractions; it is a state of mind. From the moment we know life is inside us, we feel a responsibility to protect and defend that human being. It's a promise we can't keep. We beat ourselves to death over that pledge. "If I hadn't worked through the eighth month...." "If I had only......"

The longer I live, the more convinced I become that surviving changes us. After the bitterness, the anger, the guilt, and despair are tempered by time, we look @ life differently.

This may seems like a strange Mother's day column, on a day when joy and life abound for millions of mothers throughout the country. But it's also a day of appreciation and respect. I can think of no other mothers who deserve it more than those who had to give a child back.

In the face of adversity, we are not permitted to ask "Why me?" You can ask, but you won't get an answer. Maybe you are the instrument who is left behind to perpetuate the life that was lost and appreciate the time you had with them to do it.

The late Gilda Radner summed it up pretty well. "I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned the hard way that some poems don't rhyme and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end. LIFE is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what is going to happen next."

....Erma Bombeck

Sadness

It's strange now how I can just be overcome with sadness. One minute I'm fine and the next I'm all to pieces. I miss my little baby so much. Last year this time I was pregnant and now I have nothing. And next Sunday is mother's day. Great just great.

A Mother's Day poem I found.

A Mother’s Day Wish From Heaven

Dear Mr. Hallmark,

I am writing to you from heaven, and though it must appear
A rather strange idea, I see everything from here.
I just popped in to visit, your stores to find a card
A card of love for my mother, as this day for her is hard.

There must be some mistake I thought, every card you could imagine
Except I could not find a card, from a child who lives in heaven.
She is still a mother too, no matter where I reside
I had to leave, she understands, but oh the tears she’s cried.

I thought that if I wrote you, that you would come to know
that though I live in heaven now, I still love my mother so.
She talks with me, and dreams with me; we still share laughter too,
Memories our way of speaking now, would you see what you could do?

My mother carries me in her heart, her tears she hides from sight.
She writes poems to honor me, sometimes far into the night
She plants flowers in my garden, there my living memory dwells
She writes to other grieving parents, trying to ease their pain as well.

So you see Mr. Hallmark, though I no longer live on earth
I must find a way, to remind her of her wondrous worth
She needs to be honored, and remembered too
Just as the children of earth will do.

Thank you Mr. Hallmark, I know you’ll do your best
I have done all I can do; to you I’ll leave the rest.
Find a way to tell her, how much she means to me
Until I can do it for myself, when she joins me in eternity.

~ by Jody Seilheimer ~

Happy Easter Gizmo

Tomorrow is Easter. Holidays are so tough without you. I miss you more than anything in this world. You should have your first Easter basket tomorrow, but you won't. I'm very sad and crying because I want you here with me. I want to stay home so bad.

I love you sweet baby.

Wow! It's been a long time since I posted.

I'm definitely still around. Another hard date is coming up, April 25 will be the anniversary of baby Gizmo's conception. And seriously, if we could just skip over June that would be great. I honestly think that is going to be harder than January 18 was (due date).

I have not been to the past two Glory Baby meetings and I am so disappointed in myself. Work has been just a nightmare and I've been exhausted, but that's no excuse. I am also disappointed that it's been so long since I've posted. This is supposed to be my journal of feelings and what I'm going through. I'm going to start back posting.

I've been feeling kind of cut off from the world lately. I don't know what that means or what is going on. I guess I'm still focused on what should be going on right now. I should have a 3 month old little girl (I know in my heart I was having a girl) right now, but instead I've got nothing, no crying or cooing, just sitting here listening to my ceiling fan.

I've been doing better with my "meltdowns," but unfortunately one reared it's ugly head earlier this week. I received a free sample of Enfamil. I called them to demand that my name be taken off mailing lists. As soon as I hung up, I lost it. I was screaming and crying. It's amazing how one little thing can just set you off. I miss that child so much, the pain is still indescribable.

Of course now, there is no mention of what happened by anyone. It's not like there ever was but absolutely everything is back to normal with everyone. Everyone but me. I still hurt so bad, I just don't show it. Guess I finally got the memo that nobody wanted to hear about it.

Just so everyone knows...I'm not fine. The world is not fine because my child is not here with me.

Long week

This has probably been one of the longest weeks ever and also perhaps made the 10 top for worst weeks ever. When I get sad and tired, I miss Gizmo so much. Things would be different now. Better.

Tuesday Meltdown

Seriously one of the most awful days ever at work. I'm having a mega meltdown right down. I feel like I work work work for nothing. It's so depressing. When will things go right?