hi guys, this is my story. (2002) i was pregnant, everything was going fine. at 24 weeks and 2 days i went to the toilet, id just finished having a wee and then my water broke. i went to the hospital and was flown to melbourne right away. i was so scared and wasnt sure what was going on . it was all just a blur i was fine went to the toilet and the next thing i know im in a plane, i was 16 at the time, words carnt explain what went through my head. i was in labour for 2 days and at 24 weeks and 4 days i gave birth to my sweet little baby girl ebony rose. she was amazing 10 fingers 10 toes and the cutest little face. i held on to her for hours i didn't want to let her go. at the hospital the gave me some photos of her, and her hand and foot prints, i have them in a special box along with some other little bits and pieces. we had to have a funeral for her, it was the hardest thing to really say good bye and let her go. my partner brought me a necklace and cut a small peice off it and made it into a bracelet and put it on her tiny hand. 12 months later (2003) i was pregnant again, i went full term with not a single problem. everything was the way it was supposed to be. i gave birth to another girl courtney ann. she is almost 7 now and such a bright kid, she is amazing. (2006) i fell pregnant again. at 23 weeks 3 days i went into early labour, they put in a stitch but it was to late, they removed it and i gave birth to yet another beautiful baby girl, we named her annabell rose. she laid beside me in a tiny little bed for hours and i just looked at her all night, while i listened to all the other babys just out side my room cry. i just kept thinking why me, why again, what have i done so bad to deserve this. i got some photos and foot and hand prints as well. we had to have a funeral for her as well, and cut another piece off my necklace and put it on her. i bought a small bear to put in ebonys coffin (i got one for my self as well just another little something we could share) and when i went back to that same florist sitting there was the same bear, so i bought it for annabell, it was the last one. my 2 sweet babies were allowed to be buried together witch its great, they can be together forever. i am now pregnant again (17 weeks today) i had a stitch put in at 12 weeks 1 day. and so far so good. every time i get a pain or go to the toilet or cough, i get so worried that something will go wrong. my daughter has so many questions like why did my sisters have to die, where are they, will i die too, will they ever come back, will this baby die too. i hope and pray everyday that everything will be ok and this baby will make it. i was told that my stitch will be removed at 36 to 37 weeks. and that in most cases labour is soon to follow, a few hours after to a few days after. fingers toes arms legs are crossed. iam going to fill my head with good and positive thoughts and hope that in some way it helps. bubs has a good strong heart beat and is moving around, and everthing is goiong to plan, so far so good.
im so sorry to hear of other peoples losses on this web site and anyone else who has lost a child its truely heart breaking.
to my babies R.I.P my beautiful girls always in our hearts and never forgotten