And I Reach Back....

What kind of world do we live in that innocent babies die? That they can be ripped from their Mother's loving arms taking the essence of the Mother with them?

It makes not one bit of sense that DS' Mom is having to experience this pain....she is a good Mom, she brought him in, she let us do all the tests, she comforted at home....and he still died.....and he still died.....

....and another Mother falls into the Babyloss blackhole...will she be able to make it out?

If I were an artist I would have a perfect picture to depict how I see other Babyloss Moms, their relationship to other Babyloss Moms and the journey of losing a child. So since my artistic skills are limited to stick figures let me try to paint it with words...

Picture this.... a single file line of Mothers blindly walking one by one up to the edge a monstrously high cliff....they just keep walking forward...they don't see what's coming....they don't even see the Mother in front of them scream as she falls off the edge into the babyloss abyss....

then down they go, free falling into the darkest of places....at the bottom a dense pile of Mothers who fell before them.....some desperately clawing at the opposite side of the ravine trying to get out....some drowning....some lie there motionless....

But somehow, one or two of them finds the route to climb out from the depths...the make it to the top....they gasp for breath the first time since falling....they made it...part of them wants to run as fast as they can away from the ravine leaving all the pain and darkness behind them....

However something makes them stop....and they turn back...they lean over the edge...reach their hand down....and grab onto the Babyloss Mother that fell after them...help them get their footing...help them start their climb....they offer the hand that only another Babyloss Mom can...

Soon the other Mother is at the top leaning back down to grab the next unfortunate Mom that is in the abyss....and so on and so on....

That is the power of one Babyloss Mom to another....I hope that I can be the hand to reach back for DS' Mom when she's ready to start her climb.....because someone turned and reached back for me.