It's always sad to hear that an expectant mom has had a miscarriage. People who mean well will sometimes say really dumb things to the mom that totally does NOT help.
I feel sad about the baby Michelle was carrying. I know she was excited about it and looking forward to having another baby. She had a feeling the baby was a girl. It just seemed like one of those "feel good" stories.
Michelle thought of her mom Sunday when all of this began to go down. She is sure that her mom carried the baby across to heaven. I'm sure too.
What is the right thing to say when something like this happens? Sometimes there just isn't a right thing. You can just hug and hold a hand and just be there.
I was online this evening trying to think of something to say that didn't sound trite or stupid. I found this:
I thought of you and closed my eyes
And Prayed to God today.
I asked what makes a Mother
And I know I heard him say.
A Mother has a baby
This we know is true.
But God can you be a Mother
When your baby's not with you?
Yes,you can He replied
With confidence in His voice
I give many women babies
When they leave is not their choice.
Some I send for a lifetime
And others for a day.
And some I send to feel your womb
But there's no need to stay.
I just dont understand this, God
I want my baby here
He took a breath and cleared His throat
And then I saw a tear.
I wish I could show you
What your child is doing today.
If you could see your child smile
With other children and say
"We go to earth and learn our lessons
Of love and life and fear.
My Mommy loved me oh so much
I got to come straight here.
I feel so lucky to have a Mom
Who had so much love for me
I learned my lesson very quickly
My Mommy set me free.
I miss my Mommy oh so much
But I visit her each day.
When she goes to sleep
On her pillow's where I lay.
I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek
And whisper in her ear
"Mommy dont be sad today
Im your baby and Im Here".
So you see my dear sweet one
your children are OK
Your babies are here in MY home
And this where they'll stay.
They'll wait for you with me
Until your lesson is through
And on the day that you come home
They'll be at the gates for you.
So now you see what makes a Mother
It's the feeling in your heart.
It's the love you had so much of
Right from the very start.
Glad you picked this poem. It was written by my wife Jennifer Wasik.
Posted by: Chuck at August 14, 2004 01:39 PM