Angel. This is the name I chose for my baby, it's true and always will be. At just 11 weeks 4 days I was rushed to the Emergency room. I suffered severe blood loss, excruciating pain, dangerously low pulse and blood pressure, and a sick and broken terror in my heart.
Tried my best to do all the right things, nothing I did, or didn't do could save you. Terrified and shock they wheeled me into surgery. Never got to hold you, love you, kiss you, grow you.
The highest hopes crashing into deep dark despair. Feeling of guilt that shouldn't be there.
Cannot even afford a memorial. Please help my Angel rest in peace.