Pregnancy And Infant Loss Awareness Month

At the moment I realized I was pregnant, I fell in love. I loved my child so much and for the next two months my excitement grew and the fear that once was buried in me about being a young single parent was gone. Then one day I felt funny and started to bleed. I lost my baby. My heart is still broken, and I wish I had the chance to tell them how much I love them. Grieving the death of my child that I never had the chance to meet has been the greatest struggle of my life.

We lost a little grandchild to S.I.D.S. When we received the call and rushed to our daughter's home, we found her sobbing as she rocked her little son who had left this world. I wrote this poem in remembrance of that night.

My wife and I had our beautiful baby girl, Lexi, on September 2, 2011. We were told something was wrong with her, but no one was sure exactly what. That night we were told that she would be dead within 15 minutes. Lexi had other plans and fought hard for 19 days. My wife and I wanted to share her strength with the world and we often updated our friends and wider community through Facebook. This helped us to cope better with Lexi's illness and has helped us feel supported in her death.

I have a friend who has been having trouble with pregnancies. She was excited about making it past her first trimester. At her 19 week check-up, the doctor didn't find a heartbeat. After exams and tests, the doctor believed the baby stopped breathing about a week after her 16 week check-up. My friend went in to induce labor and deliver her baby boy who died inside her womb.

We lost our grandson after birth in January 2018. He had a disease, and we knew we'd lose him. It affected his organs and took one of his legs. My husband has been struggling with this. In efforts to comfort him in any way I could, I wrote this poem for him. My husband's grandpa passed away many years ago, and he always says that he just wishes he had one more day with him. I know my husband knows that his grandfather is with his grandson in heaven, but he still struggles with this loss every single day.

The loss of my unborn child is the worst pain I have ever felt in my life. By writing this poem, it helped me relieve some grief that was bottled inside. I came to this website in hopes of finding something that I can relate to, and I hope that my poem can help someone out there understand that they are not alone.

After 5 years of trying I finally got pregnant the beginning of June 2008 . I was ecstatic. My mum passed away June 10, 2007 so I thought this was her final gift to me, as she always wanted to be a grandmother. As of September 11 (what a great date already), I lost my precious gift.
I know everything happens for a reason. I know there is sunshine at the end of this rainstorm, but it sure doesn't feel like it right now.

This poem was written for our child we lost at 10 1/2 weeks due to a miscarriage. Grieving a child you never got the chance to meet is absolutely the hardest thing I have ever had to go through. With this loss there are no memories to hold on to help with the grief. This poem is an outlet for me to start that grieving process.

Losing a baby isn't easy for anyone. Losing anybody isn't easy for anyone either. I am lost for words on what has happened with this pregnancy in the last couple months. All I can do is be strong.

My Charlyze was alive for three months and I can say without doubt that those were the best months of my life. She did more for me and my family than most people do in their lifetime. She was born with a very rare case of petty syndrome. Being only the ninth case, we did our best to prepare for the worst. No preparation is enough to ready you for the loss of your child. I will always miss my little monkey, but one day I will see her again. I will not have these empty arms forever.

This poem was written after I suffered an early miscarriage. There is no right or wrong way to go through this process, and I felt completely betrayed by my body in the days after I lost the baby. I had all the initial dreams and hopes for this child as I have for my children I carried to term. I needed to let myself feel all the grief and pain associated with the loss, and I will continue to feel the loss of that child forever. This miscarriage has changed me.

This poem was for my 4-month-old baby cousin that passed away on April 23, 2008. He was born on December 12, 2007. He was premature, and he died of S.I.D.S. I loved him with all my heart; this poem's is to show that when you lose a baby or a loved one that they will always be with you. His name was Nicholas Joseph Britzki. I LOVE YOU, NICHOLAS!

I wrote this poem for a very close friend of mine. Last year, she became pregnant with her first child. At eight weeks she had a miscarriage. It was totally unexpected and incredibly traumatic for her. But she trusted in the Lord through the entire trial and with His help and strength made it through. So, that being said, I wrote this poem for her and in memory of her baby. Enjoy!

This is a poem I made about my triplet miscarriage I had 4 weeks ago. I was pregnant with triplets but lost them at 16 weeks.

I am a mom of four handsome boys. When people ask if I was "trying for that girl," I get so mad because they have no idea. You don't have a baby because you want one; you are given a baby because the big man upstairs says so. Things happen for a reason, what reason? We will never know. I don't have a good story to share. My sister lost a baby boy 8 years ago in the 2nd trimester & I have had too many friends lose or miscarry their angel babies.

I had a miscarriage at 16 weeks with my first pregnancy.