I lost my perfect little angel Nevaeh on August 14th, 2009. I woke up on August 13th and I couldn't feel Nevaeh moving so I said a pray that everything was okay. I went to work and I got off about five and I still couldn't feel her moving. I got home and I told my mom that we needed to go to the hospital before we went to dinner. We arrived at the hospital and we went into the womens center and about twenty minutes later they had told me they couldn't find a heart beat. I thought I was going to die. I couldn't believe that they were telling me this when I had just seen my doctor a week prior. I felt my heart breaking into a million pieces and I couldn't stop crying. My doctor was out of town so I had to go to another hospital to deliver her. I was in labor for almost sixteen hours. I had her Friday night and when I had her all I wanted was for her to breath hoping that everyone was wrong. The doctor told me that after she was born she died from the cord. She was also four weeks behind on her growing so she only weighed 4 pounds 6 ounces. I was going to deliver her in three weeks. All I can do is ask why she was taken from me when I was so close to having her. Why did it have to be me? Why does God put anyone through this pain of losing a child? I have so many questions and no answers. Answers that I will never get. I keep telling everyone I am okay but I can't stop crying.
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