tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post1594428003275071686..comments2023-06-08T08:13:03.095-04:00Comments on Team Ewan: Grief of a Maternal Sortkirstenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09789771023962578029noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-37365854936531869842010-10-23T21:26:33.788-04:002010-10-23T21:26:33.788-04:00I'm still praying for your journey with grievi...I'm still praying for your journey with grieving. I can't imagine and I ache for you when I read your blog. I'm sorry.<br /><br />From TexasBaby Hunghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00158484350042523135noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-3046257460669388102010-10-23T21:20:12.567-04:002010-10-23T21:20:12.567-04:00My heart breaks for you. I know how much you hurt ...My heart breaks for you. I know how much you hurt - I have walked that road myself. It has been just short of three years for me and I miss my son so much. You write beautifully about your sweet Ewan. <br /><br />I am just so sorry.Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12174475978628574230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-51397086067370696902010-10-23T12:05:13.290-04:002010-10-23T12:05:13.290-04:00There are no words to describe the grief, pain, ag...There are no words to describe the grief, pain, agony, frustration, hurt you feel. I can NOT even imagine. My eyes are filled with tears every time I read your blog. There is no doubt in my mind you are the best mother Ewan could have. I will pray that God will comfort you in the days ahead. And though things will NEVER be the same, may your little angel Ewan watch over you, bring you peace, and Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-79477421709687390562010-10-22T23:09:40.266-04:002010-10-22T23:09:40.266-04:00I'm still sending you so much love.I'm still sending you so much love.Sarah @ BecomingSarah.comhttp://www.becomingsarah.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-999121531668261162010-10-22T22:00:09.521-04:002010-10-22T22:00:09.521-04:00I keep praying for your family. this loss is indes...I keep praying for your family. this loss is indescribably, yet you put it in such amazing words. What a lucky boy Ewan was to have you both here. What a team he has to root as he watches from heaven. <br /><br />He has touched my heart and brought me closer to my children and to the Virgin Mary. <br /><br />I am so sorry.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-5626076571729552862010-10-22T18:52:50.705-04:002010-10-22T18:52:50.705-04:00I was listening to the radio while reading this po...I was listening to the radio while reading this post. "Don't Want to Miss a Thing" came on, and I lost it. I almost hate to quote Aerosmith, after you quoted C.S. Lewis. I know this song is not about a sweet baby, but your picture and these words seemed to fit each other so well:<br /><br />I could stay awake just to hear you breathing<br />Watch you smile while you are sleeping<br Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-26726290788563241402010-10-22T16:49:22.429-04:002010-10-22T16:49:22.429-04:00My heart is so broken with you.
Praying for you e...My heart is so broken with you. <br />Praying for you every day. <br />RhondaRHONDAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09754641324218400116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-66185474473693271572010-10-22T16:01:27.583-04:002010-10-22T16:01:27.583-04:00Oh, the ache.
Praying and loving.Oh, the ache.<br /><br />Praying and loving.HennHousehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14211470969275795779noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-86644151155501671062010-10-22T15:22:56.509-04:002010-10-22T15:22:56.509-04:00I get chills from your words. Because they penetr...I get chills from your words. Because they penetrate. My heart. My soul. Everything about me. Your pain and loss, I will never really "know." At least I pray I will never know it. And I pray for you everyday.melifaifhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17472835600976543766noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-23305982815939335932010-10-22T14:59:21.147-04:002010-10-22T14:59:21.147-04:00I want to say something, but I have no idea what t...I want to say something, but I have no idea what to say. You have such an incredible way with words, Kirsten. While I have no idea the pain you feel, your writing gives an incredible glimpse into your world, your heart, and for a moment, I can imagine that horrific pain. <br /><br />Praying for you always!Shannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08433943003423526914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-30581807500968884642010-10-22T14:53:10.292-04:002010-10-22T14:53:10.292-04:00Reading this post, I felt that you wrote exactly h...Reading this post, I felt that you wrote exactly how I feel. Losing our Caleb three weeks ago, at 3 days old, I never got to feed him, change his diaper, only held him once while he was alive. I know the difficulty of feeling so empty, and the sadness of it not being able to be acknowledged by strangers. You said it so true, we look like normal, everyday people. Noone can see the magnitude of ourLaurenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02600206116551346643noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-84062745121154438642010-10-22T14:35:03.607-04:002010-10-22T14:35:03.607-04:00I have been reading your posts for a couple of day...I have been reading your posts for a couple of days after stumbling upon it unintentionally. My heart aches with yours for our children gone from this earth. Here is a post from my own blog that I hope can bring you comfort http://lovinglaynee.blogspot.com/2010/09/missing-nothing.html. and another that I think you might be able to relate to http://lovinglaynee.blogspot.com/2009/11/Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10375070245303834905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-79989343323472957022010-10-22T14:29:12.434-04:002010-10-22T14:29:12.434-04:00I'm so sorry sweetie :*( Wish I could give you...I'm so sorry sweetie :*( Wish I could give you a hug!!! I cannot imagine your pain...it pains me to know my friend is going through this, but I also know that pain doesn't even come close to what you feel in your heart. Your experience has made me relish even all the uncomfortable pregnancy symptoms that much more. In the back of my mind always sits "what if this time is all I have Nadinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05868417027680286193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-51327795892203398272010-10-22T14:11:36.651-04:002010-10-22T14:11:36.651-04:00Kirsten, God has truly gifted you with an ability ...Kirsten, God has truly gifted you with an ability to express the inexpressible. I've always thought this, for as long as I've known you. But, it has become particularly obvious these last few months.<br /><br /><i> On those occasions where we go out for coffee or go to the gym, I want to tell everyone I see that I am a mother, that there should be a baby with me but there is not, and Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01170444211550150607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-86218492742861791982010-10-22T13:24:13.938-04:002010-10-22T13:24:13.938-04:00That is such a good quote. I may have to borrow it...That is such a good quote. I may have to borrow it from you.<br /><br />The amputee analogy is quite on too. A part of us has died, a part of our heart is gone and will not come back. I feel the limp too.Ausmerican Housewife - Creating with Kara Davieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16075297679140718497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-11747499318735732422010-10-22T13:13:49.420-04:002010-10-22T13:13:49.420-04:00I mourn with you and for you. But in my heart I f...I mourn with you and for you. But in my heart I feel that yes Ewan was a gift...a wonderful gift...but he is also the instument to get you to where you are supposed to be. Ewan touched so many lives and so have you..You continually give of yourself to us. You don't know me at all..I have a grown daughter and yet you have tought me so much thru your pictures and blog....thank you..for I Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-76631185592490699542010-10-22T13:13:36.481-04:002010-10-22T13:13:36.481-04:00You have suffered such an enormous loss. I know yo...You have suffered such an enormous loss. I know you are still just discovering all the losses that are there. <br /><br /><i>He has gained, and I have lost all that I hoped for when he was born.</i> This struck me so hard when I read it: his gain and your loss and how the two happened simultaneously. It hurts to think of his not needing what you have to offer him and want so badly to give.<br /><christiannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06278757714101308785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-50891716673103488082010-10-22T13:05:36.758-04:002010-10-22T13:05:36.758-04:00You miss him so much, and it breaks my heart. Grie...You miss him so much, and it breaks my heart. Grief makes the world such an unbalanced place, and you're carrying so many wounds that are hidden from most of the people who see you. I love you, and I see you, what you're missing and how big it is. It doesn't change anything but still, you are seen.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05220448315369951650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-76355297730038022502010-10-22T11:41:06.369-04:002010-10-22T11:41:06.369-04:00Kirsten, to those who know and love you most, even...Kirsten, to those who know and love you most, even many who just know you a little, you ARE a mother. We know you to be one with immense love for your son and an unquenchable longing for him. We hate that the rest of the world can't see how you treasure Ewan and your time on earth with him. We mourn with you. While strangers might not have the privilege of knowing what an amazing, Nonny Babyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04309018194419997578noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-75605223869302124332010-10-22T11:39:01.169-04:002010-10-22T11:39:01.169-04:00Kelly said it...as I cry for you here on the other...Kelly said it...as I cry for you here on the other side of this nation, I tangibly feel your heart ache through each graceful word written. I ache to relieve your pain and sorrow and am angry that I am unable to do so. Your words...your heart...Ewans broken heart did many, many things in this world; but one, most important thing Ewan did with his little broken heart was that he single heartedly Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-71749963066119892052010-10-22T11:25:16.150-04:002010-10-22T11:25:16.150-04:00I hate this for you... I hate it because I know wh...I hate this for you... I hate it because I know what it is to walk around with grief. I knew it before I was a mother; as a mother now... oh K. I break every time I read your heart. How can *I* walk on knowing your pain? It feels wrong somehow, so I sit here and cry with you and wish I could fill your arms with the one you love and hate that I'm not God and try to trust Him for this thing I Kelly Sauerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14138861838948184728noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-21075361636556815942010-10-22T11:15:58.242-04:002010-10-22T11:15:58.242-04:00The image of an amputee is very fitting. I imagine...The image of an amputee is very fitting. I imagine that you have something along the lines of the "phantom limb" of the amputee...the sensation that the lost limb is still here. And the phantom limb phenomenon causes an enormous amount of pain that cannot be relieved. <br /><br />I'm so sorry that this is something you carry with you now. It's not fair. It's not how the terrihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08284855262535595879noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102164943781687699.post-80576851542100351042010-10-22T11:10:31.040-04:002010-10-22T11:10:31.040-04:00Oh Kirsten, these feelings - I thought they would ...Oh Kirsten, these feelings - I thought they would get better but they don't. I want to scream all the time too. It's like, your grief is so immense, how can people NOT know you aren't a mother. How can people NOT know that you have a beautiful baby boy...<br /><br />Love to youMichellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15710038316098143052noreply@blogger.com