Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Corporate Department Takes Special Care
to Welcome Back Bereaved Mom Co-Worker
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By Monica Novak
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I received a call one day from Pat, the Share support group facilitator and perinatal bereavement coordinator at the local hospital, telling me that she and I had been invited to speak to one of the departments at a nearby corporation. Diana, the manager who had contacted Pat, told her that one of her employees, a woman named Michelle, had recently delivered her firstborn child, a stillborn daughter, and was about to return to work after a six-week maternity leave. Not only was Michelle an employee, she was a dear friend of Diana’s and everyone else in the department. They were deeply concerned about Michelle and wanted to do everything possible to make her transition back to work as easy as possible for her. Diana and some of the others had spent time with Michelle during her leave, and the department was planning a welcome back luncheon several days before Michelle’s official return to work to give her time to ease back into the routine and help her to get through the awkward first moments in a pleasant setting.
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Pat and I arrived and were welcomed by a group of about 12 people and a table of fresh fruit, muffins, and water. Diana had placed tissue boxes on each table anticipating an emotional discussion. Pat showed a short video of a family as they went through the process of discovering they were expecting a baby, sharing the joyous news with family, preparing for the arrival, and then the devastating news that the baby had died. The video ended with the delivery and last moments as the parents and extended family passed the baby around and said goodbye (it was a good thing we had the tissue on the tables, for them and for me!) Pat then talked about what grieving families typically go through following the loss of a baby, and offered suggestions for what to do or say.
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I shared my own personal story of losing my daughter Miranda, stillborn at full term just like Michelle’s daughter, and my agonizing decision to return to work. I suggested that they make sure everyone in the department and possibly in the building be told of Michelle’s loss to keep her from the pain of being congratulated (the first two people who passed me in the hall at work the day I finally did return congratulated me and asked how the baby was). I told everyone not to have any expectations about Michelle’s productivity for quite some time, although they laughed at that, saying “You don’t know Michelle, she’ll be as sharp as ever!”
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Some ways they could welcome Michelle back included: give Michelle a hug, tell her “I’m sorry,” sit down and ask her to talk about the baby, to always address the baby by name, and ask to see photos if she has them. I then pulled out a photo of Miranda and passed it around so they would know what to expect. I’m guessing that most of them, if not all, had never seen a photo of a dead baby. Many commented on how beautiful Miranda was, even with her red lips and red fingernails..
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I talked about things people say that Michelle most likely would not find helpful. Don’t tell her stories of other babies who survived the same situation (like the woman at work who told me about her baby who survived an umbilical cord knot-the reason for Miranda’s death). Don’t say “Maybe it was for the best,” or “It was God’s will,” or “You’re young, you’ll have more children.” These were things that were said to me by well-meaning people, meant to lessen my pain which at that time was not possible.
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I also suggested to these caring co-workers that they treat Michelle’s loss as they would the loss of a parent, spouse, or older child, the main difference being that her memories were limited to her pregnancy and delivery, and instead she had a lifetime of hopes, plans, and dreams. I told them to expect periods of distraction and possible moments of emotion, and to ask how she’s doing from time to time, and let her know they were thinking of her or her baby.
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When we opened up for questions, someone asked if they should remove the photo on Michelle’s desk taken of her at the end of her pregnancy, concerned that the sight of it might upset Michelle upon her return. Pat and I agreed that that decision was best left up to Michelle, and although the sight of it might bring a moment of sadness as she remembered that happy day in her pregnancy, it would also serve as a reminder that she had indeed carried her child and was still a mother. She might choose to leave the photo on her desk, and could very likely feel resentment at having that decision made by someone else without asking her.
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Another issue that came up was the new baby of another co-worker in the department who was also on maternity leave and expected to return soon. We suggested that it was okay to celebrate with the other new mother, but to be aware of the difficulty for Michelle and to acknowledge her feelings. Keep the lines of communication open, and encourage a dialogue between Michelle and the other mother. On a side note, I added that nobody should expect Michelle to show up for any baby showers or baptisms anytime soon.....
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Someone wondered if they should present Michelle with something on her first day back, such as balloons or flowers. Pat and I felt that balloons seemed too celebratory, but flowers would be a nice gesture.
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... holidays, especially Christmas and Mother’s/Father’s Day were very difficult days for bereaved parents. Michelle was still a mother, and it would be extremely thoughtful to send her a mother’s day card or at least acknowledge her on this day.
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The anniversary of her baby’s death would also be very difficult, and I suggested that everyone put this date on their calendars and send a card, a note, or flowers next year to share in Michelle’s remembrance and show support. I wanted everyone to know that for the rest of her life, Michelle will be thinking about how old her baby would be, what she would be doing at that age, and how Michelle’s life as a mother would have been different.
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Although Pat and I spoke from years of experience, our final message was this: Let your heart guide you. Don’t be afraid of Michelle’s pain or tears, and don’t be afraid to let her see you cry, because it shows you care. I closed with this poem that is often used in bereavement materials and was printed in our hospital’s Angel Garden calendar:

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 really are my friend,

let me hear the beautiful music of my child’s name.

It soothes my broken heart, and sings to my soul.
-Author Unknown


At the conclusion of our discussion, several women got up to give us heartfelt hugs and thank us for sharing this information with them. We all had tears in our eyes! Pat and I felt so honored to be able to spend time with this special group of people and wondered out loud how different things could be if employers and corporations everywhere took this caring approach towards their grieving employees!

Special Thank You to Diane Kirk
for the link to this insightful article from

Monday, July 13, 2009

You Wouldn't Cry
Mandisa with Lyrics
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All you saw was pain All you saw was rain
But you should see me now Moments filled with tears
Lasted all those years Disappeared somehow
You never said goodbye ...
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press link to go to song xoxox
Thank you Mary for sending the link
sending ~ angel hugs ~ to your precious Lukas
Dana

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Precious bubba early pregnancy loss xoxox


Saturday, July 11, 2009


An Angel’s Mummy


An angel opened the book of life
And wrote down my baby’s name
Then she whispered as she closed the book
“too beautiful for Earth”

In a baby castle just beyond my eye,
My baby plays with angel toys that money cannot buy.
Who am I to wish them back,
Into this World of strife,
No play on my child,
You have eternal life.

At night when all is silent,
And sleep takes over my eye’s
I’ll hear your tiny footsteps come running to my side.
Their little hands caress and touch me so tenderly and sweet.
I’ll breathe a gentle prayer and close my eye’s
and embrace you in my sleep.

Now I have a treasure that I rate above all other,
The memory of the day that I became
“An angel mummy”

Friday, July 10, 2009

Even Doctors Avoid Talking About Stillbirth


By Alan Goldenbach
Washington Post Staff Writer
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
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"...There are about 26,000 stillbirths annually in the United States -- one in about every 160 pregnancies, according to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. That is 10 times the number of deaths attributed to sudden infant death syndrome, which has been identified as a key public health issue, and four times the incidence rate of Down syndrome, for which prenatal testing has become almost ritual. Domestically, there are 2 1/2 times more stillbirths annually than deaths from AIDS...
"As a society, we're told just to deal," McGrath said. "There's this idea that you can just have another one, that they're disposable.

"We have a very limited ritual around death. In this country, it's 'Have funeral and get it over with and move on.' But when it's a baby, we don't even have a word for what to call it."

McGrath said she has heard countless times in her support group from parents who received no guidance from their doctors about stillbirth. One woman, she said, told a story about receiving a hand-written note from her veterinarian following the death of her dog.

"But when her baby died, the woman heard nothing from her doctor," McGrath said.
Lautenberg said. "We are crafting legislation to improve data collection so we can better understand what's causing stillbirths and help parents looking for answers."

The bill, which is more policy- and data-oriented than research-driven, will expand upon registries of stillbirths already in place in Iowa and metropolitan Atlanta. Lautenberg and the bill's other sponsors hope to have as many as a dozen states participating in the registry and providing a standard protocol for data collection following each stillbirth. Among the bill's other provisions is a campaign to increase public awareness and grief support services..."
*to read the full article pleaso go HERE

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

I WISH

1. I wish you would not be afraid to mention my baby. The truth is just because you never saw my baby doesn't mean he doesn't deserve your recognition.

2. I wish that if we did talk about my baby and I cried you didn't think it was because you have hurt me by mentioning my baby. The truth is I need to cry and talk about my baby with you.

3. I wish that you could talk about my baby more than once. The truth is if you do, it reassures me that you haven't forgotten him and that you do care and understand.

4. I wish you wouldn't think that I don't want to talk about my baby. The truth is I love my baby and need to talk about him.

5. I wish you could tell me you are sorry my baby died and that you are thinking of me. The truth is that it tells me you care.

6. I wish you wouldn't think what has happened is one big bad memory for me. The truth is the memory of my baby, the love I feel for my baby, the dreams I had and the memories I have created for my baby are all loving memories. Yes there are bad memories too but please understand that it's not all like that.

7. I wish you wouldn't pretend that my baby never existed. The truth is we both know I had a baby growing inside me.

8. I wish you wouldn't judge me because I am not acting the way you think I should be. The truth is grief is a very personal thing and we are all different people who deal with things differently.

9. I wish you wouldn't think if I have a good day I'm "over it" or if I have a bad day I am being unreasonable because you think I should be over it. The truth is there is no "normal" way for me to act.

10. I wish you wouldn't stay away from me. The truth is losing my baby doesn't mean I'm contagious. By staying away you make me feel isolated, confused and like it is my fault.

11. I wish you wouldn't expect my grief to be "over and done with" in a few weeks, months, or years for that matter. The truth is it may get easier with time but I will never be "over" this.

12. I wish you wouldn't think that my baby wasnt't really a baby and he was just blood and tissue or a fetus. The truth is my baby had a life. My baby had a soul, heart, body, legs, arms and a face. I have seen my baby's body and face. My baby was real person - and he was alive.

13. My babies due date, Mothers Day, celebration times, the day my baby was born and the day I lost him are all important and sad days for me. The truth is I wish you could tell me by words or by letter you are thinking of me on these days.
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14. I wish you understood that losing my baby has changed me. The truth is I am not the same person I was before and will never be that person again. If you keep waiting for me to get back to ""normal" you will stay frustrated. I am a new person with new thoughts, dreams, beliefs, and values. Please try to get to know the real me-maybe you'll still like me.
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15. I wish you wouldn't tell me I could have another baby. The truth is I want the baby I lost and no other baby can replace him. Babies aren't interchangeable.

16. I wish you wouldn't feel awkward or uncomfortable talking about my baby or being near me. When you do, I can see it. The truth is it's not fair to make me feel uncomfortable just because you are.

17. I wish you wouldn't think that you'll keep away because all my friends and family will be there for me. The truth is, everyone thinks the same thing and I am often left with no one.

18. I wish you would understand that being around pregnant women is uncomfortable for me. The truth is I feel jealous.

19. I wish you wouldn't say that it's natures way of telling me something was wrong with my baby. The truth is my baby was perfect no matter what you think nature is saying.

20. I wish you would understand what you are really saying when you say "next time things will be okay". The truth is how do you know? What will you say if it happens to me again?
-Author Unknown

Monday, July 6, 2009

Angels By Your Side
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May you always have Angels by your side
Watching out for you in all things you do
Reminding you to keep believing in brighter days
Finding ways for your dreams to come true.
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May you always have Angels by your side
Someone there to catch you when you fall
Encouraging your dreams, inspiring your happiness
Holding your hand and helping you through it all.
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May you always have Angels by your side
May they give you the gifts that never end
And dreams and hopes to keep you warm
And someone to love and be a dear friend.
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(author unknown)
A special Thank You to angel Rillee's mummy
for sending this poem to me to share with all of you
~ angel hugs ~ Dana

Saturday, July 4, 2009

A Rainbow Lights the Way

I have not turned my back on you
So there is no need to cry.
I'm watching you from heaven
Just beyond the morning sky.
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I've seen you almost fall apart
When you could barely stand.
I asked an angel to comfort you
And watched her take your hand.
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She told me you are in more pain
Than I could ever be.
She wiped her eyes and swallowed hard
Then gave your hand to me.
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Although you may not feel my touch
Or see me by your side.
I've whispered that I love you
While I wiped each tear you cried.
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So please try not to ache for me
We'll meet again one day.
Beyond the dark and stormy sky
A rainbow lights the way.
Authour Unknown

Friday, July 3, 2009

A Mother's Grief
byKelly Cummings
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You ask me how I'm feeling, but do you really want to know?
he moment I try telling you You say you have to go
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How can I tell you, what it's been like for me
I am haunted, I am broken By things that you don't see
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You ask me how I'm holding up, but do you really care?
The moment I start to speak my heart, You start squirming in your chair.
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Because I am so lonely,you see, friends no longer come around,
I'll take the words I want to say And quietly choke them down.
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Everyone avoids me now, I guess they don't know what to say
They told me I'll be there for you, then turned and walked away.
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Call me if you need me, that's what everybody said,
But how can I call and screaminto the phone, My God, my child is dead?
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No one will let me say the words I need to say
Why does a mothers grief scare everyone away?
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I am tired of pretending my heart hammers in my chest,
I say things to make you comfortable,but my soul finds no rest.
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How can I tell you things that are too sad to be told,
of the helplessness of holding a child who in your arms grows cold?
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Maybe you can tell me, How should one behave,
who's had to follow their childs casket,watched it perched above a grave?
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You cannot imagine what it was like for me that day
to place a final kiss upon that box, and have to turn and walk away.
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If you really love me, and I believe you do,
if you really want to help me, here is what I need from you.
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Sit down beside me, reach out and take my hand,
Say " My friend, I've come to listen, I want to understand."
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Just hold my hand and listen that's all you need to do,
And if by chance I shed a tear, it's alright if you do to.
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I swear that I'll remember till the day I'm very old,
the friend who sat and held my handand let me bare my soul.
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Kelly Cummings 12/8/03

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Precious Babes



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A new site which has been created as a way of honouring and remembering all of our Beautiful Angels.

All items on the site are one of a kind and will be personalised individually just for your Precious Babe.

Please have a look in the site's photo and video galleries

If there is anything that i can make for your special Angel,

please let me know.

Loving hugs to All of you and Sweet winged kisses

to our Angels In Heavenxxooxx