Sometimes it's just hard to be a Mom

This last couple of weeks have been hard to get through. I don't know of any real mothers who can stand to see their kids and grandkids in pain and my brood is still going through a doozy. On August 23rd we got the confirmation that my daughter had lost her baby boy Toby at 30 weeks gestation from a cord accident. The next day (24th) she and her husband went to the hospital to deliver Toby stillborn. Of course, nothing is ever quick in these situations but it wasn't as bad as it could be. They started induction at about 7:30 am and our beautiful baby boy was born at 5:44 pm that same day. Tobias Galen Sebastian was 14 inches long and weighted 1 lb 12oz with white-blond hair and he had his mom, dad, uncle Jae, aunt Shelley and me there with him to say hello and good-bye. We had a very moving ceremony at the compound on Sunday at sunset and buried his ashes under a white rose bush in the front yard. Very intense and spiritual.

Now the real work begins as everyone goes through the grieving process. Death is never easy for the survivors but the lose of a child is probably the most difficult to deal with. For me, the hardest part is seeing my children and grandchildren hurt so much and knowing there's nothing I can do except just be there for them. There's no way to kiss it and make it better. No special bandages for this ouchie.