Can You Be A Mommy If Your Baby's Not With You?

I thought of you and closed my eyes
And prayed to God today.
I asked what makes a Mother
And I know I heard him say:

A mother has a baby
This we know is true.
But, God, can you be a mother
When your baby's not with you?

Yes, you can He replied
With confidence in His voice.
I give many women babies
When the leave is not their choice.

Some I send for a lifetime,
And others for a day.
And some I send to feel your womb,
But there's no need to stay.

I just don't understand the God,
I want my baby here.
He took a breath and cleared this throat
And then I saw a tear.

I wish that I could show you
What your child is doing today.
If you could see your child smile
With other children and say:

We go to earth and learn our lessons
Of love and life and fear.
My mommy loved me oh so much
I got to come straight here.

I feel so lucky to have a mom
Who had so much love for me.
I learned my lessons very quickly
My mommy set me free.

I miss my mommy oh so much
But I visit her each day.
When she goes to sleep,
On her pillow's where I lay.

I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek
And whisper in her ear.
"Mommy don't be sad today,
I'm your baby and I'm here."

So you see my dear sweet one,
Your children are OK.
Your babies are here in My home
They'll be at heaven's gate for you.

So now you see what makes a mother.
It's the feeling in your heart.
It's the love you had so much of,
Right from the very start.

Though some on earth may not realize you are a mother,
Until their time is done.
They'll be up here with Me one day
And you'll know that you're the best one.

Author Unknown

Don't cry for me Daddy
I am right here
Although you can't see me
I see your tears
I visit you often
Go to work with you each day
And when it's time to close your eyes
On your pillows where I lay
I hold your hand and stroke your hair
And whisper in your ear
If you're sad today Daddy
Remember I am here
God took me home
This we know is true
But you will always be my Daddy
Even though I'm not with you
I am Daddy's little girl
We will never be apart
For every time you think of me
Please know I'm in your heart.
I Love you Daddy!
You're Baby Girl

(Author Unknown)

The 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 at birth,
this cord can’t be seen by any on earth.
This cord does its work right from the start,
it binds us together, attached by the heart
I know that it’s there, though no one can see
 this invisible cord, from my child to me.   
   The strength of this cord,
 it’s 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 and you’re not here with me,
the cord is still there though 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’m thankful that God connects us this way,
a mother and child…Death can’t take it away.

Author Unknown

“Little Angels”

When God calls little children

to dwell with him above,

we mortals sometimes question

the wisdo of His love.

For no headaches can compare with

the death of one small child,

who does so much to our world

seem wonderful and mild.

Perhaps God tires of calling

the aged to fold,

so He picks a Rosebud

before it can grow old.

God knows how much we need them,

and so he takes but few

to make the land of Heaven

more beautiful to view.

Believing this is difficult

still somehow we must try,

the saddest word mankind knows

will always be “Goodbye”.

So when a little child departs,

we who are left behind

must realize God loves children,

Angels are hard to find.

-Author Unknown     

Who You'd be Today
Sunny days seem to hurt the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat
The only thing that brings me HOPE
Is I know I'll see you again some day.
-Kenny Chesney

It is I whose kicks you will always remember,
I who gave you heartburn that a dragon would envy.
I who couldn't seem to tell time and got your days and nights mixed up.
It is I who acknowledged your craving for peach ice cream by knocking the cold bowl off of your belly.
I who went shopping and helped you pick out the perfect teddy bear for me,
I who liked to be cradled in your belly and rocked off to dreamy slumber by the fire.
It is I who never had a doubt about your love,
It was I who was able to put a lifetime of joy into an instant.

-Pat Schwiebert

Precious Angel
Precious angel sent to earth,
Did they tell you of your worth?
More than diamonds, rubies or gold,
Only you do I want to hold.
So perfect your beauty as I look into your eyes,
That gentle reflection of angels in the skies.
Each day you grew inside me, so big and so strong,
But your time here with me was not to be long.
Oh how my heart aches as I have to say good-bye,
As I let you go back to play in the sky.
(Author Unknown)

My Mom Is A Survivor
My Mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying at night
when all others are in bed

I watch her lay awake at night
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.

But like the sands on the beach
that never wash away...
I watch over my surviving mom,
who thinks of me each day.

She wears a smile for others...
a smile of disguise!
But through Heaven's door I see
tears flowing from her eyes.

My mom tries to cope with death
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her knows
it is her way to survive.

As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door...
I try to tell her that angels
protect me forevermore.

I know that doesn't help her...
or ease the burden she bears.
So if you get a chance, go visit her...
and show her that you care.

For no matter what she says...
no matter what she feels.
My surviving mom has a broken heart
that time won't ever heal.

(By Kaye Des'Ormeaux
October 15, 1998
Dedicated to the mothers who have
lost a child & have somehow survived.)