March For Babies

March for Babies 2011

March of Dimes - March for Babies

Every year, half a million babies in the U.S. are born prematurely.  Premature birth is the leading cause of newborn death and many life long disabilities.  The funds we raise in March for Babies support research that saves babies' lives.

The mission of March of Dimes is to improve the health of babies by preventing birth defects, premature birth, and infant mortality.

Your gift will support March of Dimes research and programs that help moms have full-term pregnancies and babies begin healthy lives. And it will be used to bring comfort and information to families with a baby in newborn intensive care.      

http://www.marchforbabies.org/personal_page.asp?pp=350444&ct=4&w=5201753&u=LittleEric

Please visit my personal page and consider making a donation to March of Dimes.

Thank you in advance for your consideration.

In Loving Memory

"If tears could build a stairway, I'd walk right up to Heaven and bring you home with me."

"Heaven is for Real"

My dad gave me this book yesterday, he sat and read the entire book in one sitting, he said it was good, he said it would make me cry....Chapter 17 did, when the little boy, Colton tells his mom he met his sister in Heaven...a baby the mom lost due to a miscarriage before becoming pregnant w/her son Colton."But Sonja had told me that to her, the miscarriage not only scarred her heart with grief, but it also felt like a personal failure." Pg. 97

http://heavenisforreal.net/

"I will carry you..."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J2CnUtVY35o

Shortly after learning that her unborn child's condition would be terminal, Angie Smith (Selah) found herself compelled to write a love letter, a song, to the precious daughter living inside her. Titled “I Will Carry You,” Angie wrote it as a way to tell Audrey, her unborn child, about experiences she longed to have with her, but knew the two would never share.

As if you were nestled in my arms.....

Excerpt from “Hearing His Name”

I recall sitting in a meeting, uncomfortable, I remember placing my hand on my right rib cage, trying to apply pressure to ease the discomfort. What I didn’t know at that time was my baby had rested his head there. On Wednesday of that week I went into the doctor for a visit, in my heart I knew they would not be finding his heartbeat, I knew my baby had passed. We went into the hospital that afternoon to induce labor. Before inducing my labor they performed a sonogram and it was as if my son was nestled in my arms, his head lay on my right side and his feet were to my left. I now was concerned that they would have to perform a c-section, I was frightened. They left the room to prepare an epidural. My father prayed. I had the epidural and the doctor’s returned to attempt to manually turn the baby. Before they began the process they performed another sonogram and to their surprise and ours the baby was now in the correct position for labor and delivery. This was the miracle God had planned for me. And how neat it was to hear my midwife say it was “divine intervention”. It was God! God just performed a miracle, in my hospital room, in my body. Today I don’t know if I completely understand the lessons the Lord was trying to teach me through this experience. I feel that God is still unveiling His purpose to me.