Dead Baby Club

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Right after Tripp died I kept saying to Hugh, "I don't want to be in this club. The club of people whose babies died. I don't want to be in this club" I would say it over and over and over.

More recently I have started calling it the Dead Baby Club. It is a subgroup of the larger dead kid club. It sounds harsh, but I want it to sound harsh. The Dead Baby Club sucks and I wanted the name to suck too. I knew I couldn't be the first person to come up with this name, so I googled it and found a blog called Dead Baby Club, a facebook group, and you can even follow the dead baby club on twitter.

I know that eventually I will begin to feel comfort from being in The Dead Baby Club and maybe then I will want to call it the Infant Loss Club or the My Baby Passed Away club, but for now Dead Baby Club fits.

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  1. KarenJuly 21, 2011 at 10:57 PM

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  2. BonnieJuly 24, 2011 at 12:07 AM

    Many little precious babies have died and left families behind on earth but their spirits are with us in our hearts...a part of them is very alive in our memories. To me, I visualize each little soul as an angel. To me, my heart feels that they are in The Chosen Angels' Club. Bless your dear little Tripp. Life would be so different if he was with you to love and to hold, to smell and to kiss. Allow Tripp to come back to you in your visulizations, tell him all of the things you want to say, and then gently let him go. It is all part of the healing in the loss of your precious son, Tripp. Invite him to be near you over and over again...and then release him to return to his angelic duties.
    Lots of love,
    Bonnie

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