Some People Amaze Me

And not always in a good way. Since I started blogging, it has become HUGE. I have several that I read every day or so. It has gotten out of hand with a lot of things like all of these prayer requests about sick babies. If I was pregnant, I would be freaking out because every time you get on a blog, there is another terminally ill baby to pray for. Don't get me wrong, had the blog been around when Matthew was born, I would have posted on it to solicit prayer, heck, Brian and I would have gone to Jesus himself to get us out of that mess. But, as much as I know how difficult these times are, I refuse to turn my blog into a Jerry Falwell Hour of Power, send your money place. And don't think that if one of my good friends or relatives that needed me to solicit prayer would be turned away! This said, I know that many people do. And it blew up in their face:
http://www.azcentral.com/news/articles/2009/06/11/20090611BabyScam.html
I knew that it was only a matter of time. But it hurts anyone who knows how it feels to lose a baby for real. I have heard it all. And one of my friends from grammar school made a comment tonight on facebook that hit a nerve with me because I heard the SAME thing. Two different times. Once was from my husband who I promptly punched in the face and one was from a nurse in the ER who had Dr. Kaylar not been in the room I probably would have murdered. At least you lost it before you got to know it. Do you think that makes it any less painful? Or makes the guilt go away? No, I wonder every day what both of them would have looked or acted like, brown eyes or blue? Girl or boy? Was it something I did or could have prevented? Our first baby was due on Mother's Day. The only thing that makes it ANY easier is the fact that there are lots of people up there rocking them to sleep until I get there to hold them.

So to the lady that made up April Rose, you should be ashamed of yourself. Until you come home to an empty bed with an empty belly, you will never understand the hurt and pain that is felt every day for the rest of your life. I don't care if you need psychiatric care or not.