Comments on: Unanswered Prayers: I Couldn’t Stop Loving Him

By: Growing Your Blog Traffic | Jessica Gottlieb

Growing Your Blog Traffic | Jessica Gottlieb — Thu, 03 Nov 2011 16:08:01 +0000

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By: RobynBradley

RobynBradley — Thu, 14 Jul 2011 12:34:00 +0000

My first time reading this post, and I am sitting here speechless with tears in my eyes. Very, very powerful.

By: Remember When I Thought My Son Was Pretending He Was Sick?

Remember When I Thought My Son Was Pretending He Was Sick? — Wed, 13 Jul 2011 19:12:22 +0000

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By: I Broke The Baby — Jessica Gottlieb

I Broke The Baby — Jessica Gottlieb — Tue, 26 Oct 2010 17:57:26 +0000

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By: Stacie @ The Divine Miss Mommy

Stacie @ The Divine Miss Mommy — Sat, 22 May 2010 18:29:48 +0000

I agree with the pp on the comments.

My son (first child) was born six weeks too early and weighed about 4 pounds. I still cannot accurately describe the raw pain that I felt leaving the hospital without the baby who had been a part of me for almost nine months. In fact, I have tears in my eyes right now as I writing and it was seven years ago.

My third child was born with a congenital heart defect and had open heart surgery at 4 months old. When they wheeled her tiny body into the operating room and my heart was ripped out of my chest, I prayed too. I prayed that if she didn’t make it through, that I didn’t want to either. I still feel horrible to this day for even wishing that but honestly, I would have given her my heart, if they would have let me.

I totally get your prayer. I never knew how much and hard I could love until I became a mother.

By: Steph

Steph — Sat, 22 May 2010 16:01:37 +0000

Wow this struck a cord. My son was very sickly when he was a baby and spent a lot of time in the hospital. He had RSV three times and it just destroyed his lungs. I could never have put it in to words so eloquently as you did here, but it sure brings back the memories both good and bad.

By: Alexandra, the Beverly Hills Mom

Alexandra, the Beverly Hills Mom — Sat, 22 May 2010 10:21:38 +0000

Seeing the video of your son throwing strikes takes on a whole new meaning after reading this. It’s so beautifully written and I can remember feeling exactly as you described (under water) when we had a few emergency visits to Cedars for croup. Watching your child struggle to breathe will do that to you – it’s true, a few years were shaved off, but I think you get part of them back with every fast ball. May you never have to pray not to love so much again.

By: Kate Hayes

Kate Hayes — Sat, 22 May 2010 04:45:50 +0000

Wow. I can’t believe no one has ever left a comment on this one. I just had to tell you that it was very well and powerfully written. I can’t imagine how scary that must have been. I have two kids…ages 5 and 2…and I cannot even fathom going through something like that. I am so glad that he made it through and that you have an amazing story to tell!

By: Baby Boys

Baby Boys — Sat, 22 May 2010 03:45:01 +0000

[...] it was impossible to not be lost in reverie. Jane was such an easy baby, and Alexander was too, once we got him healthy. This was the first time I’d looked at a friend’s infant, and not longed for one of my [...]

By: Because I Have No Self Control: I Scratch My Crotch

Because I Have No Self Control: I Scratch My Crotch — Fri, 20 Nov 2009 06:53:51 +0000

[...] Wednesday night. When my son gets a fever I do not sleep. He’s fine, I just have a touch of PTSD from 8 years ago. I spent the day today with Alexander hanging off of me like a scarf. I like it that way. I know [...]