Heart of Esther

"And who knows but that you have come to this position for such a time as this?" –Esther 4:14

KISS HIM FOR ME November 21, 2011

Sometimes other people are frustrating.  They may say things that aren’t very thoughtful.  I know their intentions are good.  Sometimes people just don’t know what to say.  Someone said I didn’t have years with him and loose him.  Yet others have said I will come out of this stronger or that God has a plan. 

That doesn’t lessen my pain.  We DID loose a child-no matter how brief his life here on earth.  He was still our precious child.  We still miss him.  We still long to hold him and plant kisses on his sweet cheeks.  To gaze into his eyes and know him.

My son said to me today that Andrew is in a beautiful place and that God has a special place for him.  Then, Lord will you hold him close and kiss him for me?  😥  I miss my baby so!  My arms ache to hold him and nurse him.  All the plans and dreaming of him-GONE.  

And I’m helpless to change it.

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PANIC November 16, 2011

Lately, I’ve been having panic attacks.  If you’ve ever had one, you know they are extremely scary!  They said it was because of the trauma of losing our baby and the trauma of hemorrhaging (I brushed death).    My heart will begin pounding and racing and nothing I do slows it down.  I feel I cannot breathe and I begin to pass out.  That’s what happened at the hospital shortly after I gave birth to Andrew and it scares me every time.  Fortunately, there are ways to handle these attacks without medicine.

First of all, realize you may have “triggers”.  One of the triggers for me was the fear of death.  Not so much the actual dying maybe but when I began to think about fading away at the hospital and leaving my family behind and my babies with no mother, that’s a trigger for me.  Another thing you can do is to focus on good things and that everything is OK and not the horrible fear that you cannot breathe at the moment.  Sounds hard, right?  It IS!  But I prefer to not use a pill to help me deal with this.  It’s part of the grieving process for me and I guess I need to, well, process through it.  For me, having my husband nearby and telling him that’s what I’m experiencing so he could support me through it helped.  He would hold me and tell me I would be alright.  Just his reassurance and knowing I am not facing this alone has helped me to calm down.  Something else that helps me to get through these without medication is, for whatever reason, they generally last only 5-10 minutes.  It helps me to know it will be over soon.  And, lastly, I am praying for peace.  I know how easy it is right now to shut Him out, but He is the only true peace.  I have to resist bitterness and learn to accept what happened.  I have to focus on being in His control, taking what He has given me in that moment to get through. He tells us to forget about yesterday and not worry about tomorrow for today has enough worries of its own.  So here I am, straining to REST.

 

THERE ARE NO ANSWERS November 15, 2011

Nothing makes sense to me right now.  I know things in my head but my heart does not comprehend.  Everything I believe has come in to question.  But my spirit knows the truth and though I lost my way (temporarily) I know my way back.  I could allow bitterness to take root, but I refuse to.  My heart is still His.

I saw this quote (based on Colossians 1:15) on Facebook today and I know I was meant to see it:  You were made by God and for God and until you understand that, life will never make sense.  

Andrew was made BY God and FOR God.  Though I desperately want his life to be here with me, he’s not here.  But God still made him.  Somehow, there is comfort knowing that Andrew was made for Him.  I don’t know his purpose, but his brief life meant something.

Maybe this will help bring me some level of acceptance…

 

Another truth I know-the devil cannot take what I freely give.

So as much as it hurts and as much as it’s not what I want-Lord, I give baby Andrew to you. 

He is yours now, to keep and to love.  

 

NEXT BREATH November 12, 2011

When I think there are no more tears; I find them.

I’m in a pit of despair and I cannot find reason to crawl out.

I wish there was no air to breath.

I feel the heavy weight of grief upon on my chest-pressing down on me.  It’s nearly impossible for me to inhale.

I want sleep to come-to somehow escape the pain.

But sleep evades me.

My arms scream for a baby I cannot hold!

My womb is as empty as my heart.

I don’t know how to endure.

I don’t know how to take the next breath…

 

BROKEN November 11, 2011

(Click link to view):  Broken by Lifehouse

I have no words to write or speak right now but this song somehow helps me.  I’m stripped.  Undone.  Broken.

 

BROKEN HEARTS November 8, 2011

At 18 weeks and 5 days, without warning, we delivered our precious baby too early…with broken hearts, we were able to hold and say goodbye to little baby Andrew…

 

 
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