Post by sunflowersmom on Nov 21, 2011 19:35:43 GMT -5
I recently started volunteering with a local non-profit organization for pregnancy and infant loss. They put together care packages and deliver them to hospitals, they have an annual walk, and they put information on pregnancy/infant loss out in doctor's offices and medical centers.
I had some care packages that I needed to take to one of the local hospitals today. It was harder than I thought it was going to be. I was okay until I got up to the Childbirth Center. And then I was just flooded with all these different emotions.
I was sad, started getting some anxiety and I couldn't help but think that I wish I could just start my life over - or at least where I left off before I had my stillbirth - and do it the way it's supposed to be! D@mnit! It's not fair!
And this hospital is so good to mothers/families who lose babies. They literally had a whole room full of items that people had donated. People had made hats in all different sizes (from 0-8lbs), there were also little nightgowns someone had made (also from 0-8lbs), there were blankets, a church group makes these beautiful little bags to put a memory book in...and then all of the items that my organization donates (journals, teddy bears, the book Empty Cradle, Broken Heart...)
One of the things I thought was cool was that they actually will do a whole mold of a hand or a foot - something I didn't have the luxury of receiving with my loss. I was happy that we've come so far, even since 2005.
But it's always bittersweet.
I'm so glad that there are hospitals like this and that we are recognizing the families' needs to have their baby acknowledged as a real, person. It was so good to see that.
And even though it's hard for me to go up to the labor and delivery floor, just seeing all of that stuff and how so many people are coming together and spending their own time and money on helping people, gives me hope.
I'm going to keep volunteering with this organization.
I had some care packages that I needed to take to one of the local hospitals today. It was harder than I thought it was going to be. I was okay until I got up to the Childbirth Center. And then I was just flooded with all these different emotions.
I was sad, started getting some anxiety and I couldn't help but think that I wish I could just start my life over - or at least where I left off before I had my stillbirth - and do it the way it's supposed to be! D@mnit! It's not fair!
And this hospital is so good to mothers/families who lose babies. They literally had a whole room full of items that people had donated. People had made hats in all different sizes (from 0-8lbs), there were also little nightgowns someone had made (also from 0-8lbs), there were blankets, a church group makes these beautiful little bags to put a memory book in...and then all of the items that my organization donates (journals, teddy bears, the book Empty Cradle, Broken Heart...)
One of the things I thought was cool was that they actually will do a whole mold of a hand or a foot - something I didn't have the luxury of receiving with my loss. I was happy that we've come so far, even since 2005.
But it's always bittersweet.
I'm so glad that there are hospitals like this and that we are recognizing the families' needs to have their baby acknowledged as a real, person. It was so good to see that.
And even though it's hard for me to go up to the labor and delivery floor, just seeing all of that stuff and how so many people are coming together and spending their own time and money on helping people, gives me hope.
I'm going to keep volunteering with this organization.