Colleen,

I'm so sorry if it sounded like I was having a go at you... I most certainly wasn't. I understand that everyone has their own way of dealing with things, and I'm really glad that after all you've been through that you've found a way to cope.

As for the God thing, I wasn't trying to make any judgements or anything like that there either. I was just expressing my views on what is a touchy subject, and I do envy people who have the faith that someone up there is looking out for them in the long run. My parents in law are religious, and that is something that I think they find great comfort in. I was just never raised in that kind of family, so I've never really believed. I do like to think that there is something out there that is bigger than any one of us, but I tend to think more along the lines that nature has an awareness rather than believing in any one God.

Anyway, getting off my high horse, what I wrote was not intended to be offensive or judgemental. *Apologies*

To change the subject completely, did anyone here commemorate their lost babies in any way? After my second d&c, a grief counsellor cam to my room at the hospital and offered me some pamphlets on grief support groups etc, but she also suggested that we do something to remember our baby. I'm not good a writing poetry, and I manage to kill almost every plant I get my hands on, so I wasn't sure what to do. In the end I got a tattoo. I had my first one dome when I was 18, and a second done just after my wedding. I came up with a design that really appealed to me, and every time I catch a glimpse of it in the mirror, I remember why I got it done. It's a cheeky little purple dragon on my right shoulder. My memory is shocking, but I think I came up with the idea of another tattoo after our last m/c. This one I see everyday because it's on my ankle, and I chose it specifically for it's meaning. It's called a triquetra. It's celtic in origin and it represents the celetic belief in a tripple goddess - the innocent virgin, the warrior within, and the wise crone. It also represents the belief in life, death and rebirth - which I why I really love it. It gives me hope that one day the little baby that's tried to arrive so many time will eventually make it into this world.

I think that's enough from me for now....the washing up needs doing

Tootie....sometimes I think you must really be peeking into my thoughts when I'm not looking. As my aunt says to me a lot "we're on the same brain-length"