Hi, my name is Mellee I am a 36 year young mom and I have 3 boys, Matthew age 11, James age 6 (as of 4-3) and Jacob Matthew who only lived for a few hours. I was 21 weeks when I had him. I feel deeply inlove in those few hours. He held on long enough for his family to get there. He is my little fighter. I miss him like crazy. I have a memory box that has hit tiny had and blankey and wrist bands and such. He was so tiny, and all those tubes and wires. He was very sick so we allowed him to go be with Jesus. It took me along time to accept that I allowed my child to die. He had brain damage, or so they thought. He would have severe problems if he did survive, he would be a vegetable. I thought it was better that I allow him to go in peace. He held on for another 30 mins until mom and dad got there. This was September 28, 2003. December 18 2003 a good friend of mine committed suicide. He was looking for the ultimate high. They found him with 6 fentynol patches on his chest. Then 2 weeks later 1-04-04 my dad passed away from cancer. It was too much at the time, but it's now 4 years later and I remember my dad, son and friend fondly. I am so very sorry for your losses
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