And I am so lost without him... He was my miracle baby; my water broke at 17 weeks. And against all odds and all the medical "professionals'" prognoses. He stayed in for almost 11 more weeks, he was born naturally, and cried upon entry. My God proved his awesomeness and faithfulness. He thrived and surprised everyone, but me as I knew he would do well bc God keeps his promises...
After 75 days in the NICU I was finally able to take him home on march 17; the day before the first angelversary of my son Matthew Jr who was born and passed at 18 weeks. I was over the moon to say the least. I think the only person happier was his older brother Jimmy(6), he could not stop smiling when my mom and I surprised him by picking him up with Malachi in tow. One of the best days of my life...
Everything was going great he was nursing more and more efficiently...SO perfect. Around 2am on the 28th my fiance and I go to bed, I take Malachi out of his co-sleeper- we lay down to fall asleep nursing. I awake in the hour of 6am to a morning I wish I could forget. Screams, CPR, fluids, shouting prayers going unanswered.
What do I do when I feel like God has broken his promises? How do I go on? I can't wash his clothes, I can't sell his diapers, I can't do anything.
I have had a first trimester m/c.
I have had to make difficult choices.
I have lost a son with no chance after live birth at 18 weeks.
I have blown odds and statistics out of the water due to my Faith in Christ with Malachi...TO have him taken from me 3 days shy of 3 months and only 10 full days of being home.
I just kept repeating to myself 'co-sleeping, a.p. babies DON'T die from SIDS!WHY ME?! WHY NOW?!'
But rly I guess...Why not me? Why not now? Who am I to decide?
After 75 days in the NICU I was finally able to take him home on march 17; the day before the first angelversary of my son Matthew Jr who was born and passed at 18 weeks. I was over the moon to say the least. I think the only person happier was his older brother Jimmy(6), he could not stop smiling when my mom and I surprised him by picking him up with Malachi in tow. One of the best days of my life...
Everything was going great he was nursing more and more efficiently...SO perfect. Around 2am on the 28th my fiance and I go to bed, I take Malachi out of his co-sleeper- we lay down to fall asleep nursing. I awake in the hour of 6am to a morning I wish I could forget. Screams, CPR, fluids, shouting prayers going unanswered.
What do I do when I feel like God has broken his promises? How do I go on? I can't wash his clothes, I can't sell his diapers, I can't do anything.
I have had a first trimester m/c.
I have had to make difficult choices.
I have lost a son with no chance after live birth at 18 weeks.
I have blown odds and statistics out of the water due to my Faith in Christ with Malachi...TO have him taken from me 3 days shy of 3 months and only 10 full days of being home.
I just kept repeating to myself 'co-sleeping, a.p. babies DON'T die from SIDS!WHY ME?! WHY NOW?!'
But rly I guess...Why not me? Why not now? Who am I to decide?
<3 Malachi Raphael-Antonio 1/1/2010-3/28/2010 <3







I am so sorry you are going through this Mama. It is hard to keep faith when really awful things happen, but it is in those darkest hours we need it the most. Thinking about you and praying for you.
so sorry for your loss. I can't begin to imagine how painful this must be.


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