I'm only sixteen so it came as a bit of a shock to find out I was pregnant, but I wanted to keep my baby. Three weeks ago at 8 months into the pregnancy I noticed that the baby hadn't been moving for a couple of days, so I went to the doctor and I was rushed into hospital; My baby had died. I couldn't believe it was happening to me. I had to go into hospital the next day to give birth to my baby, I couldn't deal with it and it is the worst thing I have ever had to do and am ever likely to have to do. One minute I had my baby inside of me and the next it was gone. He was born and I got to hold him and letting him go was so hard. I named him Parker and he was the most perfect child I have ever seen, he was mine and I love him so much. I still can't talk to any one about him, I just shut everyone out. It's hard because no one knows what I am going through. Parker's funeral was on Monday and I just felt so empty, how can i find a way to cope with this. God bless to all who have been in this situation as well.
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