Death of my daughter
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When we lost pippin with Anencephaly it was me that couldn’t say goodbye and my wife was far stronger.
It’s changed us and her as I’m sure this will change you and your wife in ways sometimes that you won’t expect.
What surprised me is how much stronger we are as a family. My wife having a little daughter 14 months ago finally lifted a veil of grief from her.
Just to say you’re in my thoughts 6500 miles away in Kuala Lumpur.
It’s changed us and her as I’m sure this will change you and your wife in ways sometimes that you won’t expect.
What surprised me is how much stronger we are as a family. My wife having a little daughter 14 months ago finally lifted a veil of grief from her.
Just to say you’re in my thoughts 6500 miles away in Kuala Lumpur.
I have just read the whole thread and cannot believe the sh*t that life throws at some people.
OP. I really feel for you. I hope you, your wife and young daughter have better times in the future
This afternoon I am taking my dogs out for a walk which begins at a graveyard.
I am in no way religious but will think of you
OP. I really feel for you. I hope you, your wife and young daughter have better times in the future
This afternoon I am taking my dogs out for a walk which begins at a graveyard.
I am in no way religious but will think of you
I am so so sorry to hear about this. Not sure if you believe in these things but I pray God gives you strength.
5 years ago We were expecting identical twins and had to make a choice to lose one of the two at 21 weeks pregnancy. It was painful experience but no where near what you are going through... Time is a great healer...
5 years ago We were expecting identical twins and had to make a choice to lose one of the two at 21 weeks pregnancy. It was painful experience but no where near what you are going through... Time is a great healer...
Just found this thread TVR1.
We lost our first born boy, Hugo, still born 2 weeks after full term.
The thoughts that no parent should have to bury their own children rings strong. There is no right or wrong about dealing with this, and as someone else said, it is "Okay not to be Okay"
It really does put the rest of life problems into perspective, and now 7 years later I sometimes have to remind myself this.
We talk about him a lot, he now has a younger sister, she sometimes floors random people when she glibbly tells strangers that she had a brother but he died. But it's all ok, they are a big part of your life, and will be for ever.
Take each day x
RIP Jessica & Daisy, you'll never be forgotten
We lost our first born boy, Hugo, still born 2 weeks after full term.
The thoughts that no parent should have to bury their own children rings strong. There is no right or wrong about dealing with this, and as someone else said, it is "Okay not to be Okay"
It really does put the rest of life problems into perspective, and now 7 years later I sometimes have to remind myself this.
We talk about him a lot, he now has a younger sister, she sometimes floors random people when she glibbly tells strangers that she had a brother but he died. But it's all ok, they are a big part of your life, and will be for ever.
Take each day x
RIP Jessica & Daisy, you'll never be forgotten
Thank you for all of your replies.
It's strange how your mind works.
Last night, I had a strange dream. It was one of those living dreams.
For some reason, I arrived at a maternity ward and was in the Widvifes room.
They had boxed up the stillporns and little babies in those little plastic Tupperware containers that we all use. But I noticed that some of them were still alive.
I tried to get to them all and save them. I couldn't. They even asked me 'why don't you help me live?'
Screaming in my dreams and getting them out. No one helped me.
Obviously, it was a dream but if any of you know someone who has lost a child, forgive them moments of anger. It's really hard work.
It's strange how your mind works.
Last night, I had a strange dream. It was one of those living dreams.
For some reason, I arrived at a maternity ward and was in the Widvifes room.
They had boxed up the stillporns and little babies in those little plastic Tupperware containers that we all use. But I noticed that some of them were still alive.
I tried to get to them all and save them. I couldn't. They even asked me 'why don't you help me live?'
Screaming in my dreams and getting them out. No one helped me.
Obviously, it was a dream but if any of you know someone who has lost a child, forgive them moments of anger. It's really hard work.
It can get better. There must be better days amongst the many terrible ones. Grief is a long process so please don’t give up. There’s help everywhere if you want it. You’re not alone and you stepping off will devastate more people than you can comprehend. Call The Samaratin for starters, or go to A&E. Give a friend or family member a call but don’t do anything irreversible. Please.
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