WE WILL NEVER FORGET

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Scranton, Pennsylvania, United States
After experiencing the loss of child and one pregnancy complication after another, my family is now complete. I am the mother of three beautiful children and one angel-Aria, my first punk rock girl. I resigned from a government job to raise my beautiful children. I love to bake and discovered that I have a talent. All cakes are made from scratch using the freshest ingredients possible. No box cakes or just add extract to powder for me.

Friday, November 14, 2008

when people don't know

Amongst all of the other life lessons taught during the past months, I learned that rumors travel and the truth does not.

An interesting situation arose recently. I received an email asking about the baby. (i.e. How long will you be on bed rest and when will Cole have a new playmate?). I don't mind if people have questions but it is difficult when the questions pertain to a living baby. Generally, when a parent or spouse dies or a child is born, a mass email informs everyone of the occurrence; however, that did not happen in my situation. How come? Did they fail to recognize the birth and death of Aria as being real? I have a birth certificate and a death certificate just as an older person does or a baby that survives. As if getting back to the old routine was not difficult enough, I will be forced to deal with living baby questions. I was not even due until March 1, 2009!

New Information:
Since writing this post, I learned that there is a young man experiencing the same situation at work. His baby girl was born at 24 weeks and lived for 3 months before dying of intestinal complications. He had a funeral for his baby girl and requested our employer to send an email alerting our co-workers of the service. They failed to do so and he was forced to deal with baby questions when he returned simply because they were unaware of the situation.
He has experienced a great deal of frustration from the lack of support (the day his daughter was born the Lt. said, does this mean your not coming to work?) The man said to me, I feel so bad for you. I can't imagine being the pregnant Mom, working in this place because it is difficult enough being the Dad.


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