My Story

One July 1, 2009 I entered the Medical Center of Arlington to deliver my beautiful baby boy, of which I knew had passed away two days before. His heart had stopped beating. It was a sureal experience walking into that hospital knowing what needed to be done. With my husband and mother by my side, I had to do the unthinkable.

My tiny baby of 1 lb. was delivered shortly after. We named him Greyson. And he was perfect. I remember his tiny little hands and feet. His small little face. He looked so little wrapped up in the nursery blanket. It was all so overwhelming, and peaceful at the same time. I loved holding his tiny little body in my arms. This was the last time I would see his tiny little face here on earth. Such a tiny baby in a big blanket it seemed. We said our goodbyes, and the nurse took him away.

After this experience, I have thought alot about that day. I think about others who have gone through this. Friends, family, and other loved ones. And those who I have not had the privledge to meet. Was their situation the same as mine? Did they hold their tiny baby in layers of blankets? Did it overwhelm them as it did me?

On that day, in the midst of all the sadness, and mourning, I received a gift. A gift from my tiny baby boy. He gave me an idea, of which, I promised to carry out. For all those mothers who enter the hospital wanting so badly to hold their baby in their arms and come home empty handed. This would be for them.

A gift by Greyson,
from me,
from you,
to them.

Mommy feels you, Greyson. And this is how I honor your memory.

I love you.

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I am looking for your help. Hospitals all across the country are in need of small, very small, baby blankets. In cases of fetal demise, babies are so tiny, even the smallest nursery blanket is much too big to wrap around their tiny bodies.

I know how parents feel when they are presented with their tiny baby, for the first and last time. Having to deal with a large blanket that doesn't fit, is a distraction. And, unnecessary.

If you can sew or crotchet/knit, would you please help me to supply blankets for these mothers?

My doctor informed me that 30% of all pregnancies end in fetal demise!

I know we can make a small yet, dramatic difference in the experience these mothers and fathers have in the hospital. It is heartbreaking for the nurses to try and present these tiny babies in the best way possible to grieving parents. They are extremely appreciative of any donations we can give.

If you would like to help in this cause, please start reading at the very beginning and learn about Greyson's Gift.
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10/3/11

A year looking back....

A lot has happened this past year. And I am ashamed to see that I have not written in at all in that time.

Another difficult pregnancy, followed by a beautiful baby boy has kept me quite busy and out of the loop for a while now. And if I am being honest with myself and all of you, I just wanted to enjoy my new little bundle. I wanted to breath him in every second of the day. He is such a little miracle in my eyes. There are no words I have to describe how I feel holding him each day. . . So I put Greyson's Gift on the back burner. I didn't want to remember all the hurt from loosing a baby, I wanted to enjoy my baby I have now.

But despite my long absence on this blog, something wonderful still progressed. I am still surprised each time I get a new package at my door from some wonderful group or person who took the time to make blankets for my cause. Yes, I still receive blankets monthly!!! Even more amazing, is the emails I get weekly asking how to start this program in their own areas. I am overcome with the response from all of you, and your willingness to share your time and talents with others in your community. Many church groups, families, and individuals have started supplying blankets to their local hospitals and funeral homes in their areas. So many, that I have lost count and can no longer keep track!

Thank you for your support, and your hard work. It doesn't really do justice to how I feel, as always, my words cannot express.

May our Father in Heaven bless you for all you have done to bless others.

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