Death of Mom and Newborn Son in Alabama

The sadness and pain in my heart at reading this story just cannot be formed into words.  They are literally choked in my throat along with the tears.  This is why I have a passion to help moms with newborns, those moms who are hurting.  This is why I walk up to complete strangers with new babies and give them my card and ask how they are doing.  This is why I share my story over and over again, sharing personal details with complete strangers – so they know they are not alone!  They can get through this.  It doesn’t have to end this way! 

My heart screams for her and this baby, cries for her, I know the pain she was in, felt the desperation she felt…  And now the pain her husband and family are in…I have no words. 

This is why I do what I do. 

So that this will not happen again.  So that instead of death, the hope of survival will be shared.  Because I survived. 

I’ve been there.  Maybe it wasn’t a gun.  Maybe it was scissors.  But I survived.  Praise God, I survived.