Cemetery Visit & Statue Area Changes

A few weeks ago I posted about Sofia's stone by the angel statue at the cemetery and how we weren't sure what they were doing to the area. The stones were all removed and the angel statue was put onto a pallet off into the grass. I was concerned about the placement of her stone and whether or not they'd put it back in the right place (assuming they would not).

We went back last week after work one night and saw they placed the stones back but this time they were in a framed concrete barrier to keep them better aligned. Her stone was not in the same place, so at first I was a bit frustrated.  Then we found her stone- it ended up just to the left of the angel statue! We think it's in an even better place now than it was before.  I snapped a few pictures with my phone.

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There used to be a line of small bushes that surrounded the stones but they for whatever reason decided to yank them all out. I had never (or at least don't remember) looked behind the statue until this day. On the back there is a nice prayer:

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There were some new gifts for Sofia at her grave too. Thanks Aunt Gloria for the two birds, Ann for the lady bug, and mom for the dragonfly!

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We normally visit Sofia on the weekends too, and bring her fresh flowers. This past Sunday I was in the area so I bought her flowers and went to the cemetery alone.

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I put her flowers in a vase then wandered over to the angel statue to see what changed. They planted a pink rose tree just behind the statue! So now Sofia's stone is by an angel and a tree of pink roses. I love that, and even though it's just a stone, and not her grave, it's nice that something special in her name is in such a great spot, something we will visit for years to come.

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Usually we don't run into other people in the baby section but as I started walking back towards Sofia's grave another car pulled up. A gal about my age was walking in the first row of baby graves with two white roses in her hand and I said hello. She said hi back then started telling me how a good friend of hers lost a baby recently and they come every weekend to visit but they were unable to so she was bringing flowers for them. She had never been there before so she couldn't find the baby boy's stone. I explained to her how some new stones were in the front row to the left of the statue, some to the right, and then a larger cluster of new graves/stones were in the area near Sofia's (I pointed in that direction).  I asked her the baby's name and we started looking. She walked right over to Sofia's and looked (probably because of all the things she has) and I said, "she's ours".  I felt a knot in my throat as I said it. She looked at me & said how sorry she was.  All I could say was thanks and kept walking, looking for the baby boy's grave.

There was another person that walked up and was talking to her- I think he might have worked for the cemetery based on what conversation I heard. Then I found the one she was looking for.  I pointed to it and she said thanks. In a hurry, I gathered up the things I had to put in my car and as I started walking away the tears began to flow. I kept thinking, please let me not loose it until I get in my car! I tossed the stuff in the back then hopped in, tears streaming down my face. Then I cried uncontrollably. This had been a good weekend- the celebration of her new sister the night before- but I was an emotional mess.

I thought to myself how sad/odd it is that I'm so familiar with this cemetery that I know where all the new graves are, as if it were a little city that I know my way around like the back of my hand. Then I thought, it's almost been a year of visits every single week. I was so sad, so overcome with emotion as I drove away.  I just miss her so much and the fact that we have a baby on the way doesn't take that pain and sorrow away. I should be planning a one year birthday party with cake, presents, fun & laughter, cute smiles- the works. Instead I'm left contemplating how exactly we should celebrate her short life, with her not here.  As I drove up the hill I noticed a bunch of water shooting into the sky. Someone must've run a vehicle or something into one of the pipes meant for filling vases with water because the pipe was on the ground and it looked like a huge geyser shooting up in the air, water spilling into the street. It was a good distraction I guess, because it calmed me down a bit. Sigh... I drove home, mentally exhausted. I miss her a lot.

It was a Lady Bug Week!

It's almost as if Sofia is trying to say hello...

I've said it before, but I have to say again that I work with/for some great people. When I think of the woman recently in the news who was told to remove her daughter's photos from her desk and how it made coworkers uncomfortable that she talked about her deceased daughter it made me sick. I can't even imagine that.  I also realize how fortunate I am to be on the opposite end of the spectrum when it comes to the workplace behaviors of others in relation to our loss.  It's not like I sit around talking sad stories every day but it's nice that I can mention things now & then without feeling bad.  And the thoughtfulness of others really is appreciated more than I can say.

My manager & friend, Sheila gave me this cute little ladybug. I recognized it right away because I had bought one for our siblings last Christmas (and wanted one but thought it might have been bad luck to buy myself a good luck token!). I'm so glad to have one now!! It sits on my desk in front of Sofia's photos.

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I thought this coloring was too cute! Sheila's son colored it and she thought of me. She told me not to feel bad about throwing it away...ha- like I'm going to throw it away! It's hanging on the wall at my desk. I love the little stars he colored on top of the antennae.

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This was a mystery bag I found in my desk drawer when I arrived to work Friday morning. Inside was a white gift box with tissue and a sticker sealing it. There wasn't a card or a name on the gift receipt inside so silly me wasn't sure if it was a gift for me or for someone else! It was actually quite comical trying to figure out who it was from.  Kind of a reverse scavenger hunt!

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I finally discovered it was indeed for me (the ladybug gave it away!) and the gift-giver, Tracie stopped by my desk. What a thoughtful gift! It will be perfect for Sofia's room (and for baby-to-be to enjoy). It was so nice of her to think of me, almost a year after our loss.

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It was a stressful week due to some home repairs & contractor issues (I'll save that for another day) but there was one little sign that Tim saw which made me smile. The day I was stressing over the house issue he was driving and saw a license plate in front of him that read, "LDYBG".

It's funny too, because just the week prior I was starting to think it had been awhile since we'd seen any 'signs' from the little girl. I was sad because I knew the chances of seeing a ladybug again this year were slim as we're heading quickly into the fall/winter season.  I guess she wanted to prove me wrong!

Eleven Months

We must let go of the life we have planned, so as to accept the one that is waiting. ~Joseph Campbell

How true this quote is. It doesn't mean we must let go of Sofia or her memory, rather we must let go the life that we planned with her. She will always be in our life, just not as we had planned. That won't stop us from thinking through all the "what if's" but in time it might get easier. We must also make room for the life that is now and the life that is coming with this baby.

In one month it will have been a year since we lost Sofia. Tim & I were discussing it yesterday and how fast the time has flown.  Tim said today that he knows she is always with us but it still hurts that she isn't here actually with us. I think it always will. Last night I held the framed photo by my bed of me holding Sofia in the hospital. No matter how many times I look at her I can't get over all the hair and how cute she was/is. That "empty arms" feeling has not gone away.  I want to hold HER again. Not just a baby- HER.

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Miss you & love you, Sofia Rose. XXOOXXOO

Stillbirth Remembrance Day

Quote taken from the Faces of Loss Faces of Hope facebook post today:

"September 6th is Stillbirth Remembrance Day. Stillbirths tragically strike 1 out every 115 pregnancies. In the USA, 26,000 babies are stillborn every year. That's approximately 71 precious babies every single day. Remembering all the babies lost to stillbirth today and everyday."


It's such a scary statistic and knowing how many other parents there are out there (and will be in the future) who will go through what we're going through is hard to imagine. Seriously- approx. 71 babies in the USA are stillborn every day?! It's so sad & heartbreaking.  To think that today there have been that many families impacted by this is just terrible.

Today we of course think of Sofia as we do every day, and all the other babies who died too soon.

A couple weeks ago we watched a movie "Life as we know it" that brought the sad emotions to the surface once again.  They're always there, but right now since I'm pregnant I try to keep them at bay so I don't get too upset and potentially cause harm to the growing baby inside my belly.

The movie was the opposite of our situation.  Parents of a one year old were both killed in a car crash and the baby was left alone, to be raised by her Godparents. We enjoyed the movie, even through some sad parts, but it was the end of the movie that brought on the tears.  They were celebrating her birthday and I just couldn't keep it in.  Without saying a word Tim knew exactly why I was crying. I looked over and tears streamed down his face too. The harsh reality that Sofia's birthday is quickly approaching and she won't be here for it is almost unbearable. We miss her so much.

We went for our weekly visit to the cemetery this past weekend and the area with the angel statue was all torn up.  The statue was on a pallet in the grass and all the square stones paid for & dedicated by families (including Sofia's from Tim's parents) were gone.  Even the bushes that surrounded them were torn out.  We aren't positive but we're thinking (HOPING) they are just fixing it up.  The stones were not in the ground very well and had shifted over time.  We can't imagine they would just be getting rid of it since the stones were bought by families.  It was kind of irritating though to find it in such disarray without being told.  Couldn't they at least have posted a sign or something!? I shouldn't let it bother me but it does.  Where is her stone?  My mom had placed a small gift we never saw on that stone and it was likely tossed out by the workers. We visit once a week and pick up any items left there or by her grave.  It bothered me knowing something of Sofia's was tossed and we never got to see it.  I asked Tim if he thought they'd even place the stones back in the same order as before (he doubts it, and honestly so do I). That bothers me too.  I know it's not her grave but it is a place where her name is engraved and we stop there to think of her often. We've grown accustomed to her "spot" by the angel and I'll be upset if her stone isn't in the same spot as before.  Hmpf.  I just hope it gets put back before winter.

10 Months

First of all, I can't believe it's already August.  More than that, I can't believe it's already been 10 months since we said good-bye to little Sofia.

This week all the little kids in the neighborhood walked to school with their families and while I sat in traffic looking at their cute faces I thought about how we'll never get to walk Sofia to her first day of school.  I know that had she lived she would only be 10 months now but still, the future-thinking got the best of me and I was sad that we will miss out on that with her in the years ahead.

After a night and early morning full of thunderstorms I received a text and photo from my SIL, Sarah.  It was a photo of a rainbow this morning.  I suppose Sofia was saying hello on this 10 month anniversary.  I'm glad she shared it with me so I could get "the message" too...

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After work today I stopped by a little shop called "The Cottage Door".  They have all kinds of cute little decor for the house, wickless candles, etc.  I stop in every few months to check out their new inventory.  Today there was no question these caught my eye and of course- I bought them!  Even though they are intended to be zipper pulls or cell phone charms, I think I'll hang them from my rear view mirror.  A ladybug for Sofia, a bee for Sam.

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When I got home and before we went out for dinner my sister, Andrea stopped by for a quick visit.  She bought me a little souvenir while on a trip to CO.  She saw it & said she just had to get it.  It's a "good luck" token and I'll probably keep it safe inside my purse.  Lord knows I could use it!  Ladybugs are supposed to bring good luck to so...

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We went to dinner to Kona tonight.  Mostly because I was craving some crab rolls since I woke up this morning (luckily those are safe to eat while pregnant) and the macadamia nut chicken.  It was tasty as usual and I am stuffed.  While we were walking in to the restaurant I commented to Tim how every time we go there I think about how this was the last place we went out to dinner before Sofia died.  I have mixed emotions about that.  I guess it was fitting that we went there today, 10 months later.

Miss you & love you Sofia Rose! 

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1/3 of a Rainbow in Sight

For the past three months I have been living in a world of anxiety, excitement, fear, worry, nervousness, wonder and HOPE.

On June 2, 2011 we received an amazing 10 year anniversary gift.  One that can't be bought.  The gift of learning we had another life joining our family: baby #3.

I wish I could say we were jumping up & down in happiness but the truth is we were both filled with a range of emotions.  It's not that we are not happy, we are, but we have been burned twice in less than a year and it's a very scary place to be.  No control over the outcome.  All I can do is take care of myself, hope & pray that this time is different.

This blog was created specifically to honor Sofia's memory, and so I plan to continue that.  After this post the rest regarding baby on the way will be on a separate blog, dedicated to this new pregnancy and baby.  I realize it might be too difficult for fellow BLM's to read about pregnancy while they are in various stages of grief following their own loss, or while on the sometimes difficult journey of TTC.  I'm sensitive to those feelings and so I don't want to throw it in people's faces when it's too hard to read.  I also want to retain the support of my fellow BLM's because I'm still dealing with the grief of two losses as well.  Edit: you can get to the new blog here or by clicking on the 'Our Rainbow' link on this blog.

I know many people IRL don't understand what we're going through.  It's probably hard for people to comprehend why we might still be sad, upset, filled with worry, etc.  Being pregnant again has not changed ANYTHING as far as the grief we have goes.  It is a new challenge, trying to "relax" (whatever that means) and not stress my body out.

Along with the fears of something going wrong with this pregnancy we both have fears of others viewing a new baby as a replacement.  We don't want Sofia to be forgotten or never mentioned.  I think that's been one of our concerns from the minute we lost her.

It is especially hard for me when I have moments of deep sadness, missing Sofia, and having to suppress some of the emotions that go along with it.  Not long after we found out I was expecting again I had a rough night missing her and I literally stopped myself mid-breakdown because I was then so fearful that I was stressing out myself or the baby.  This is not an easy feat.  I'm one to get my feelings out rather than suppress them but because of our situation I have way too much to lose if I don't.

I have joined a private online support group for 'Rainbow Babies' due Feb. 2012.  It's good to have others to turn to when I have feelings to share that others IRL might not understand. These women have suffered multiple miscarriages, stillbirths, or infant loss and can definitely relate.  I have also been reading a great book: "Pregnancy after a Loss...A Guide to Pregnancy after a Miscarriage, Stillbirth, or Infant Death" by Carol Cirulli Lanham.  It covers so much that we've been going through and is written by another BLM who wrote it because there wasn't a book like it when she experienced a loss and subsequent pregnancy. There are several accounts from other BLM's and how they dealt with other people, their own feelings, and what to expect.  Another great aspect of this book is it further validates what I'm feeling and I know that it is totally normal how I'm dealing with it all.

So far it has been a tough road and I anticipate it will continue to be until this baby is born healthy and we take him or her home with us.  (And probably even after that)  Fortunately I have a new OB who has so far been very accommodating and supportive to our needs.  I've been in every two weeks since we found out and have had several ultrasounds to confirm baby is on track so far.

I am 14 weeks along today, the start of the 2nd trimester.  We have a partial rainbow in sight.  One third of the way.  Praying we see a full rainbow at the end of this road.  Due date is 2/6/12 but we expect to induce some time at the end of January, before I hit 40 weeks.

Here are a couple of the most recent photos of Sofia & Sam's little sibling.  We're sure they had a hand in picking him/her out for us:

3D Image at 12 weeks 2 days

From Our Rainbow

2D Image at 12 weeks 2 days ~ Profile & baby sticking out tongue

From Our Rainbow

From Our Rainbow

9 Months

I've read this so many times on other BLM's blogs that it almost seems repetitive but I guess we all feel the same when we hit this mark.  Nine months since we said hello & good-bye.  The time that has passed now equals the time Sofia existed.  It seems impossible.  And the sad part is, only Tim & I recognize it today.

We know that she isn't really forgotten but we also know she isn't thought of as often as she might have been (by others) those first few weeks & months.  It's unrealistic to have expectations for others about our dead baby yet it's so hard not to also have feelings of anger as time passes and it seems as though people forget.

It's frustrating to hear insensitive comments or witness insensitive actions especially when made by family.  People don't mean to say the wrong thing and we know this, but at the same time we agree it would feel a whole lot better if people thought about things before they said them.  I have a hard time with this as does Tim, though I'm much more sensitive and vocal about my feelings.  It just sucks that we're in this position and I'm struggling with how to deal with my emotions.

Awhile back someone made the comment something to the effect of, "Don't you figure when you have another baby you'll feel better?".  Clearly people don't get it.  Having another baby will surely fill a void in our lives - the void of raising a child.  Having another baby will NOT "make us feel better".  A child is a child and cannot be replaced!  It's so hard sometimes.

I haven't blogged in quite a while but it isn't because I feel great and cheery and have nothing to blog about.  Actually, it's completely the opposite.  I almost feel like I have so much to blog about I'm overwhelmed so I don't blog at all.  I need to set some time aside for myself but my thoughts seem to come to me at the most inconvenient times.  Sometimes I wish my blog could write itself based on the thoughts in my head...but then again, that might not be a good idea!!

Today I received an email from a BLM I met in April at the child loss conference we attended.  It was very out of the blue and was so nice to hear from her, especially when I hadn't heard from anyone that reminded me of Sofia today.  Which reminds me, I never did post about that conference so that is now on my 'to-do' list for the near future.

Last week I received an email from another BLM I don't know personally but she is also from Omaha and found me/my blog on Faces of Loss.  It was so nice of her to send me a kind email and it reminds me that although sometimes we BLM's feel alone we truly are not.  There is a great support system for us and I'm very grateful for that.

Last year on July 4th I was showing a small belly in my red, white & blue dress and was excited and happy as can be.  I remember having a photo taken in the backyard and then at a family get-together having a photo taken of Tim & I with his cousin Bernie & Jackie who was also pregnant at the time.  I remember thinking how fun it was going to be the next year when the two little ones were crawling around on the 4th.  Instead, Sofia is not here and I was sad.

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This is not what I thought last year when I pictured our life with Sofia.

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I looked through some of Sofia's things tonight, tried to smell her but the small teddy bear with a strong odor overpowered all her things.  I pulled out her lock of hair from the small dragonfly case and was instantly brought back to that day in the hospital when Tim cut it from her small head.  She had so much hair that it wasn't even noticeable that we took some.  It's as close as I'll ever be again to my little girl and it hurts so much.

Nine months has sure passed by quickly but it still stings like it was just moments ago.  We love you Sofia! XXOXXO