| Location | Deal, Kent |
| Age | 0 |
| Date of Birth | 24/10/2007 |
| Date of Death | 10/2007 |
| Visitors | 3,662 since 10/12/2007 |
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It came as a shock to Paul (daddy) and I that we were pregnant, but a happy shock! This was first
baby for us both. My pregnancy was a blessing, it was too smooth, no swollen ankles, no morning
sickness, I felt bright as a button. Daisy's scans went well, each time we heard her heartbeat it
sounded perfect, our little Drum 'n Base baby, I had good blood pressure and iorn levels. I got to
full term, then one week over, then 10 days. I was booked in to be induced at 2 weeks but I so much
wanted to go naturally. Three occassions between 10 days and 2 wks the midwife attempted a sweep.
We listened to Daisy's heart all three times, the second time Sat 20th Oct there was a slight
deceleration and I got sent for a CTG. After being monitored almost an hour the sister told me I
was carrying a healthy happy little baby and sent me home. The third attept of a sweep Mon 22nd Oct
was successful, my midwife listened to Daisy's heart for quite a while and all was well, I was so
excited at the idea our baby might arrive within hours.
I went into labour that night, but slept through the early contractions. I felt quite ill the next
day, contractions were 8 mins apart. I called the midwife who talked me through everything and I
felt reassured all was normal. I was clueless. Later I rang back I told her my contractions were
all over the place and I hadn't felt baby move in a while, she told me baby could be resting before
the big job and came out to examine me. That's were our excitment disappeared, we couldn't hear a
heartbeat and rushed into hospital for a scan. Lay in a room with 4 nurses and a consultant we
watched the screen, they thought there was movement to begin with and we felt some hope but then
they realised it was my breathing. Perhaps they knew, I don't know, but no-one said for a while and
Paul and I just sat there thinking don't let this be real. Then the consultant finally confirmed we
had lost Daisy. We didn't know she was a little girl, not until we met her the next day.
I was a big fan of the idea of natural birth (who was I kidding!) I'd written a birth plan and
opted not to have pethadine as it would pass to baby, though now I don't know what I'd have done
without it then! It made me so ill, but it also took me to another place where I didn't yet have to
face my emotions. Three pethadine jabs and 16 hrs after being admitted to hospital Daisy was born
at 2:10pm on Wednesday 24th Oct 2007. She was so perfect, so much more beautiful than we ever
thought possible. I just was overwhelmed with grief, gutted, drugged up too much to take it all in.
After an examination the midwives bathed Daisy and Paul dessed her and held her and cried while I
slept off the drugs. The other midwives came in and fussed over her and held her like they would
any little one, this ment so much to me. It made me feel so proud. Chrissie the Sister nursed her
and kissed her little head. I spent the night with my beautiful Daisy beside me, the most precious
night of my life. I held her and examined every little part of her body so I could get to know her.
I told her how beautiful she was, how loved by mummy, daddy and all the family and I slept with her
cradled in my arms.
I'd a high temprature and the doctor thought Daisy's loss could be related to an infection, still
waiting for the blood and placenta results. We may never know. But we have to find peace with this
and believe God had other plans for our sweet girl.
Daisy's funeral was 6 days after her loss at our local village church. I didn't really go to
services but I did pop up there during the week before Daisy's birth to pray about strength in
labour and a healthy birth.... Then Paul and I sat outside the church and took in the view of the
sea. We asked the vicar if we could have Daisy buried there as it was so personal to us, amazingly
this was to be the first baby's funeral he had done since the loss of his own little 6 mth old boy
33 yrs before, bless him for having the strength. Daisy had a perfect little coffin, with fairies
dancing among daisies painted around it. Paul and I went to see her that morning, I was so
frightened to look at her, I needn't have been, she looked so peaceful and beautiful, I'm sure
that's what carried us through the day. We kissed her goodbye, tucked in our photo and the little
things our family wanted to be with her. A St. Christopher's, an angel, a little cross and a baby
Bible. Daisy had a journey bear that came in her little coffin to guide her along the way, I
thought that was a sweet gesture.
The service was lovely, a beautiful light shone into the church and the vicar read The Stolen Chid,
by WB Yates, Aunty Lizzy played the flute so beautifully and we listened to Jimmy Cliff's 'Many
Rivers To Cross' maybe little Daisy heard this before. Daisy was laid to rest beneath a silver
berch where her daddy since hung a bird feeder and a few little Christmas decorations. We visit
Daisy there but we know she's is everywhere not just there, she is always with us.
I miss her so much, I don't understand why she had to go. When I fell pregnant I was so sure this
little baby that grew inside me was going to turn my life around, make me strong, give me a great
love and a real sense of purpose. She has done all this and more, she has made me a mother and I
can be so proud of her.
I miss you my sweet beautiful girl. Look after her dear Heavenly Father, be sure she knows mummy
and daddy love her and send to me a feather xxx
MUMMY IM HERE
Oh little one ,why did you go?
Didnt you realise how much mummy loves you so ?
You gave me such joy to know you were here.
then you left me ,alone ,filled with tears.
Mummy dont cry,I didnt go far.
im just helping the angels and playing with the stars.
Whenever you need me ,just close your eyes
and I will be with you ,right by your side.
Whenever your hurting just whisper my name,
and I will bring cuddles to help you each day.
Dont ever think that you're alone,
the love we share will last forever more.
Until that day when we meet again,
dont worry im safe with my angel family .
clair brennan 2008
Life is but a stopping place,
A pause in what's to be,
A resting place along the road,
To sweet eternity.
We all have different journeys,
Different paths along the way,
We are all meant to learn some things,
But never meant to stay.
Our destination is a place,
Far greater than we know,
For some the journey's quicker,
For some the journey's slow.
But when the journey finally ends,
We'll claim a great reward,
And find an everlasting peace,
Together with the Lord.
Angela (Christopher-John Rowe) Mum
The Legend of the Dasiy
The Creator looked down.
All over earth He saw parents
whose hearts were heavy.
they had lost the littlest of His creatures,
their precious children.
He saw their tears
and heard their silent prayers.
He sent to earth a special flower...
a flower that would be just for them.
He scattered this little flower
far and wide...
in gardens and in fields,
along roads and paths,
in bright sunlit pastures
and into the darkest corners.
The Creator sent these saddened parents
the daisy, a little flower
to be watered with their tears.
The daisy symbolized the soul of their children.
It's bright white petals represented
their purity and innocence;
the green of its leaves,
the promise and hope
for brighter days to come.
The daisy thrived everywhere.
It stretched its bright face toward Heaven.
The special little flower was given
to remind each mother and father
that their little one rested
in the light and beauty of the Creator.
love you my sweet little flower, miss you so so much xxxxxxxxxxx
We do not need a special day
To bring you to our minds.
The days we do not think of you
Are very hard to find.
Each morning when we awake,
We know that you are gone.
And no one knows the heart ache
As we try to carry on.
Our hearts still ache with sadness
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you
No one will ever know.
Our thoughts are always with you,
Your place no one can fill.
In life we loved you dearly;
In death we love you still.....
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A poem for you my beautiful girl
Lord, today I sent my baby to you
Please give her wings and let her fly
She's new at this so take it slow
Teach her how they flutter by
I'll miss her so though we'd never met
And I'll never know her smile
But you need her and now she's yours
She was only mine a while
She'll never know pain
And she'll never know fear
For I know that you will keep her near
And now . . .
I close my eyes to say good bye
And watch her fly away to you
Please keep her Lord, and love her 'till
I get my wings and join you too.
Love you always, stay safe in God's care my sweetie pie xxx
So Beautiful
Oh my little Daisy you are soooo beautiful, you will make such a lovely angel.
I didnt know you had a webpage!! I am writing this with tears!!
I met your wonderful mummy on saturday, we had a lovely time I know you were looking over mummy & giving her strength!! Keep looking over mummy & daddy and blow them big kisses.
Thinking of you and your mummy xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
These are my footprints,
So perfect and so small.
These tiny footprints,
Never touched the ground at all.
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Not one tiny footprint,
For now I have my wings.
These tiny footprints were meant,
For other things.
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You will hear my tiny footprints,
In the patter of the rain.
Gentle drops like angel's tears,
Of joy and not from pain.
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You will see my tiny footprints,
In each butterflies' lazy dance.
I'll let you know I'm with you,
If you just give me a chance.
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You will see my tiny footprints,
In the rustle of the leaves.
I will whisper names into the wind,
And call each one that grieves.
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Most of all, these tiny footprints,
Are found on mommy's heart.
'Cause even though I'm gone now,
We'll NEVER truly part
Sorry for ur loss
I'm in floods of tears reading this page :-(
You tell it all so well, every last detail - i admire ur strength..
I'm glad the midwives and nurses were as good where u are as they were with me - it helped us to see them treating Courtney and Harvey as the real babies they were...testing the water with their elbow before giving them a bath, kissing them gently and wraping them up warm! Its given us nice memories as i'm sure it has u...
take care
love
Charlotte xx
the invisable cord
We are connected,
My child and I, by
An invisible cord
Not seen by the eye.
It's not like the cord
That connects us 'til birth
This cord can't been seen
By any on Earth.
This cord does it's work
Right from the start.
It binds us together
Attached to my heart.
I know that it's there
Though no one can see
The invisible cord
From my child to me.
The strength of this cord
Is hard to describe.
It can't be destroyed
It can't be denied.
It's stronger than any cord
Man could create
It withstands the test
Can hold any weight.
And though you are gone,
Though you're not here with me,
The cord is still there
But no one can see.
It pulls at my heart
I am bruised...I am sore,
But this cord is my lifeline
As never before.
I am thankful that God
Connects us this way
A mother and child
Death can't take it away!
To mummy on mothers day xx
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On this Mothers Day I find it
very very hard,
For I can not give to you
a special gift or card,
Because I am now an Angel
I live in heaven above,
But my Darling Mother
I always send my LOVE
We have a bond between us
that nothing can ever break,
I will stay beside you
Thats a promise I now make
You have always been so special
my darling Mother of mine,
I will go on loving you
Until the end of time.
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