Ever take life for granted? Do you sometimes wake up in the morning to a crying baby and wish you had 5 more minutes of sleep? Or how about being so happy when bedtime rolls around because then you have a few hours of "freedom" before you go to bed yourself? Today I realized that even on my worst day, I still have a great life and I have nothing to complain about.

Today I had to go to a funeral. Funerals are never fun and are very emotional events. Usually the light at the end of the tunnel is the fact that there is normally a good meal afterwards. That didn't matter today.

I woke up and got dressed before I had to get Clara out of bed. She was awake, but not crying yet. I put on my "Sunday best", did my hair, brushed my teeth. I looked in the mirror and dreaded why I was getting so prim and proper.

After breakfast came time to leave. I dropped Clara off at the sitter's and went to meet my dad. The line to enter the church was long and slow moving. You tried to think of things to talk about to pass the time, but you knew the sight ahead of you would be unbareable. After about 20 minutes of waiting in line outside of the church we finally made it just pass the entry doors to the sanctuary. Just one glimps ahead and tears welled up in my eyes. I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold them in for long. "Why am I here? Why did I make myself come?" I kept thinking to myself. Even though I only knew a few family members, seeing familuar faces has a way of healing. Which was a good thing because I couldn't say a word to anyone. Sure enough, there in front of the church was the white open casket.

I should probably tell you that the funeral I went to today was for Bryson Cobart. He passed away so suddenly on Friday, August 8, 2008. He was born happy and healthy Thursday, August 7, 2008. He was only 1 day old. The exact cause of his death is unknow.

I have been to way more than my fair share of funerals in my lifetime but I have never been to one where the entire congreation had tears in their eyes. Never have I seen a family so broken and wondering "Why God WHY?"

Little Bryson was dressed in white with a white bonnet. He looked like a little porcelin doll waiting for someone to play with him. So tiny. But no one would ever play with him. His parents will never see his first smile, hear his first laugh, or get tears the first time he says MaMa. No long nights of pacing the hallways with a crying baby. No midnight feedings. No poking the other person and saying "Its your turn". The parents just have an empty space in their home and in their hearts.

We may never know why God chose to take such a tiny life. Why did Bryson's mother have to endour 9 months of growing this precious baby inside of her, hour and hours of difficult labor, just to have him taken away from her the next day? While her body has to heal from childbirth her heart has to greive the loss of her son. I could not imagine going through those first few difficult weeks of recovery and not have your baby to kiss and hold.

The type of greif that was on the parents faces I hope I never have to feel. I hope none of you have to feel that. My heart is breaking for Bryson's family and they will be in my prayers for a very long time.

Maybe the next time Clara is having a bad day I need to be thankful that she can have a bad day. Thankful that tomorrow is a new day with her and another day where she can laugh, play, and grow.

Please remember Bryson's family and his very short life story.

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Very heart breaking. I'm sorry to hear that.

That is so sad.

There were times when I first found out I was pregnant that I would think mean things, like how much this baby is going to change my life around and not how I planned it. I really didn't want another baby, neither did dh. It was after a few choice thoughts like that, I felt really guilty, because it wasn't this babies fault, but our carelessness since we didn't plan on having any more. I was afraid that I would have contempt for this baby and didn't want to feel that way. I have two beautiful, smart, healthy children who I love dearly and wanted to feel this way again. I remember posting a whiney post on here about the whole thing and then reading someone else wasn't or couldn't get pregnant and how sad they were.. I felt like a big, selfish heel. It was then that I started feeling differently. Now I can't wait for the baby to get here.. I saw her/him moving, bouncing and rolling around on the ultrasound and fell madly in love.

I can't imagine loosing a child at all, nor do I want anyone else to have to go through that. I pray for that family.

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That is so very sad and heartbreaking. That family is in my prayers.

I am in tears right now. How hearbreaking, I cannot imagine how the family feels.
my heart goes out to them and just know when this baby is born I will definately make sure she is not taken for granted. (along with my other girls they are the light of my life)
hugs to you to as you are there for them as well.

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Kelly mom to 3 great girls A Peanut, a monkey and a little burrito.

It has been almost 12 years (on Oct 16th) since I have taken life for granted. That is when my very healthy, happy 6 yr old was taken away from me in an instant. It is something that I wish no other parent ever had to endure. My prayers and thoughts are with them and all other parents who have to suffer through such a horrible tragedy.

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~Happiness is a large family~

I will I will keep Bryson’s family in my thoughts and prayers.

As a mother who had to burry two little boys, I know what they are going thru.

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I've been to two funerals for babies lost near term due to cord accidents. Both times it was an absolutely heartbreaking experience. I cannot imagine what those poor parents must be going through right now. The entire family is in my thoughts and prayers.

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Stephanie
Mom to: Caleb (8/03), Ian (9/05), & Lucas (11/08)

I am so sorry. Thank you for posting its definitely made me want to go hug my kids one more time tonight.
They are my life and I can not imagine losing them. Big hugs and prayers to you and to baby Brysons mommy and daddy.

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I almost couldn't finish reading your post. It brought back so vividly my baby nephew's funeral. He was one month old when SIDS took him. Such heartbreak. I pray for healing for everyone and know that 'complete' healing doesn't happen in this lifetime, but will continue to pray for comfort

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