Remembering Sigh

This page is dedicated to my son, Sigh Angel. Sigh was Due Aug 24, 2017 and was born at 16 weeks gestation on March 9, 2017. this page is to give #lossmoms and #pailamoms a place to come to remember their angels, to grieve and to feel without judgement♡ "Our Breath of Fresh Air"

[rememberingsigh]

Hello all, I know this page hasnt gone anywhere, but I wanted to place a link to Sighs blog here. Please be aware it is Sighs story, so it will have pictures of him. Be gentle with your hearts ♡

[rememberingsigh]

2,419,200 seconds 40320 minutes 672 hours Thats how long its been since we were One. Slipped together by fate, love and purpose We slammed into a fierce love. And then In the blink of an eye You gasped and were gone Sighing into the cosmos. And I laid there My heart beating when yours didnt Betraying my shattered soul. Little by little I breathe life back into you Each brushstroke Each time I speak your name You are more Real. My Sigh. I love you. -mommy♡  ♡ S.A.S. | 3/9/17 | 2:56am "Our Breath of Fresh Air" ♡

[rememberingsigh]

{I am so sorry to do this, but I must give warning that what you are about to read, has mentions of  {Stillbirth/Miscarriage/Loss of Pregnancy} PLEASE … be gentle with your heart…. and mine…} “Sweetest Sigh” Breezes whip by me, carrying the whispers of times gone by. Singing in my ears that sweet Memory we called Home. A breath passed from lungs To lips, only the slightest of motion And movement, signaling The emotion of the moment. Exasperation, longing, release Happiness, even angrily we would Push the energy forth and create The very word we held so dear. Sweet Sigh. You are my Breath Of Fresh Air. My Oxygen My Dance with the Cosmos.. My Baby Boy… My Sigh. {Sigh Angel ~ 3|9|17 ~ 2:56am ~ 3.5oz ~ 14cm}  I am unsure of how to begin to write about this…. but I know that if I dont at least try to; Ill do more damage. And I cant hurt like this anymore. At 2:56am on March 9th, 2017, I gave birth to a perfect little boy. He had all of his fingers and his toes. He had two sweet eyes, a mouth and a little button nose. He had a heart, and all his workings…. His little heart had stopped and I was informed at my 16 week prenatal appointment on Wednesday, that the baby Id waited for, prayed for... was no longer living.  “Theres no heart movement, and the chord is not pulsing… Im sorry…" In that moment my entire being felt as if it had been passed through the smallest of places and left to struggle on the floor just to breathe… Gone… my baby was gone. I chose to not get the surgery (for many many reasons), and elected to give birth. With the help of medication, I was able to give birth to a beautiful little boy. A boy.. it was what Husband wnd I had been hoping for.. what I had been praying for… Sighs name rolled off my lips as he passed from my body into the careful and gentle hands of the nurses and doctors who cared for me during that time. After only about 8- 8.5 hours of intense labor, and some pushes, Sigh Angel was born. "I must inform you, that you are no longer pregnant” The look on her face, as she spoke those words to me,  from my knee; was a mixture of concentration (on me), sadness, and pity. My family and I all collectively held our breath when they said he was born, waiting in vain for the sound of life.. but none came. And as a family, we wept, and almost all of the nurses present, wept with us. I have to stop here.. because once he was born, my world stopped.  ~▪~▪~▪~▪~▪~▪~▪~▪~▪~▪~▪~ "Our Breath of Fresh Air"