Adelle - Our Angel Baby

There are quite a few things I want to mention today but I think I might need to save some for another day.  I celebrated my birthday over the weekend and received two particularly wonderful "gifts".  I am sure you have heard the saying "ask and ye shall receive"... apparently this works even if you don't speak your desire out loud. 

It's funny how one thing leads to another.  More specifically how one person leads to another.  I met someone very special - through Facebook intervention - over the weekend.  I do not know her and have never met her in person but I feel grateful to have her in my life.  She lost her baby girl a year ago and was kind enough to share her story with me and open her heart to my questions and thoughts.  It brought back many emotions (for both of us) and spending a Saturday night crying might not seem like a good way to spend a Saturday at all... but it was important to pave the road to a place of healing.  I must remind you that I am very very grateful for the support of my family and friends.  However, it is so nice to speak with someone who has been through the same ordeal and who understands (what might seem like) crazy thoughts I have or had.  She is also bringing me towards other moms who have lived through this traumatic experience and I have learned recently that you can never have too many friends.

On the same wavelength it has become particularly important to me that this blog reaches more moms and dads who have lost a baby.  As if my wishes were delivered to sister-in-law Sylvie by a wispering Angel, she sent me a message yesterday with ideas on how to market my blog to others.  This may not seem like a big deal to anyone but after my "ah ha" moment this weekend, this is another very important stepping stone to keeping Adelle's life and presence a very positive one.  She changed our lives and our world and I want to help other parents who's babies have done the same.

Last night, my husband and I were watching "Planet Earth". In this particular episode, they depicted the story of the strong-willed Emperor penguins who endure exhausting travel, starvation, and danger from predators and where the parents take turns guarding the egg and baby chick for a period of several months. At one point in the episode, after keeping the eggs safe and warm in the harshest of the Earth's winters, some of the chicks get lost and freeze. I could not help it... I got angry at the (stupid) parent penguins. Why didn't they keep an eye on their babies? Couldn't they see the storm coming and make sure that their little one was with them... safe (as in not lost in the blizzard)?

This morning with a little more perspective, I realize I was a little (a lot) jugemental of the mom and dad penguins. I am sure that penguins don't receive signals from the Weather Network providing them with predictions of winter blizzards. Also, I realize that the creators of the documentary don't show the parents during or after the blizzard, where undoubtebly, they were in a panic looking for their precious babies and were heart-broken after the storm.

You see, penguins and people are a lot alike. We do all we can to protect our babies but we don't have the luxury of knowing the future. I guess this is the first step to healing... accept that you did everything you could possibly do but that sometimes nature and the universe having bigger and better plans for the smallest and most precious babies.