I know most of you on this site are younger than I, but I felt the need to share this with you. I hope you all will be respectful in your replies.
On Tuesday September 28, I lost my baby Alex.
For four years my wife and I have been trying to start our family. We've suffered through two previous miscarriages, but they were both very early in pregnancy.
In fact we'd waitied to announce this one to our families until we could hear his heartbeat and get a clear ultrasound picture of him, and the doctor said our chances of miscarriage had decreased to 5%.
This time, everything seemed great. We'd started buying toys and had our nursery planned to be SW themed. My wife's as big a fan as I. In fact, we went to the charity premiere of AOTC for her birthday.
We bought some SW beanie babies, got some original Ralph McQuarrie art to put on the walls, and purchased the little SW figures with the big heads and stumpy little legs they make for the little ones.
Unfortunately, the prior Tuesday, only 15 weeks into this pregnancy, my wife's water broke. The doctor's gave us a very poor prognosis, but we still prayed for a miracle.
The miracle we recieved was finding out how loved my wife and I are. All of our friends and family dropped everything to help us in our time of need.
He was born at 12:30am on Tuesay. He weighed 3.40 ounces and was seven inches long.
Please take a moment and say a prayer for Alex Sheffield. He was born and died on September 28th 2004.