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And other cynical, profanity-laced yet heartfelt responses to the death of my baby
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- An Empty Chair at Our Table
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- Antigone Lost
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- Flotsam
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- I Won't Fear Love
- It's a Strange World
- Life From Here
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- Mrs. Spit Spouts Off
- My Resurfacing
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- No Matter How Small
- Once in a Lifetime
- Our Own Creation
- Outlandish Notions
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- Relaxing Doesn't Make Babies
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- So Close
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- Stitched Up For the 2nd Time
- Sweet|Salty
- The Anguished Corn
- The Journey From Here
- The.Para.Graph
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- Waiting For...?
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- Which Box
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About Me
- Tash
- On February 12, 2007, my daughter Maddalena (Maddy) was born. After 12-14 prenatal ultrasounds -- most for non-baby related issues like a rather scary subchorionic bleed and low-lying placenta -- and a clean amnio, we were nothing short of ecstatic upon the arrival of our beautiful, 6 lb. girl. The docs decided to move her to the NICU overnight for what appeared to be breathing issues related to meconium intake. And then the wheels came off the bus. And the bus spun out of control, and hurdled off the cliff, causing our chests to decompress and vomit to rise in our throats, followed by the bus blowing up, sending shrapnel into our eyes and making our skin melt like that guy in Raiders of the Lost Ark . . . . where was I? Oh yeah. Maddy was moved to Children's Hospital, and died on Feb. 18, 6 days old. She is survived by her mom [waves hand], her dad (aka, Mr. ABF), and her big sister Bella. Be prepared for discussion on infertility, ART, grief, toddlerhood, wine recommendations, recipe queries and dog training. Oh, and genetics. And I don't know boo about genetics, so this ought to be really entertaining.
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16 comments:
Love it. A modern variation of "cat got your tongue"...
sometimes i wish i could curl up on my computer and get the warmth!
this has got to be a candidate for lolcatz
Fab cat.Shades of one of mine - what flavour is she/he?
That is awesome. ooh, scritch, scritch...
Betty: Shelter cat, so no way of knowing for sure, but found on the street intact and a year old and looks like any calendar photo you find of a Maine Coon Cat.
Oh now that is a very valid excuse! What is it with animals and laptops? My dog is always trying to sleep on mine. If not right on top, but on the left side where the fan is and all the warm air is blown out. It does make blogging hard!
That cat is delicious.
i'm sittin on your laptop.....warmin' my bellie.
So what did s/he post?? ; )
lol. Gorgeous.
I love it!
Mmm....looks just like my mom's Maine Coon Cat. Who likes to sit on top of the fridge and slash at you with her extremely long, sharp claws if you're under the mistaken impression that you were going to get something to eat.
I finally had to start closing mine up b/c too much kitty hair was getting in my keyboard...umm I mean the feline massager.
Is that even a word?
TOO funny, though I'll admit that photo made my nose itch, as I'm allergic to cats! (though not all cats... I've survived some houses with cat's hair all over...)
Hi,
Just stumbled randomly upon your blog today, and wanted to say hello. Your kitty is beautiful, and I've had the same issue with my cat!
lol. thats so my kitty.
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