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This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Mia Rose Whitehead who was born in the princess anne hospital, southampton, United Kingdom on April 23, 2009 and passed away on April 23, 2009 . We will remember her forever. 

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An angel wrote in the book of life my daughers date of birth as she closed it she whispered far to beautiful for earth.

IN MEMORY OF OUR

ANGEL  MIA ROSE

WHITEHEAD

 

 All around us…the world questions the existence of our children…All around us the world wonders how a baby born sleeping can leave a legacy
when they never even took a first breath here on this earth? All around
us…the world is too cowardly too ask, though we mothers have the answer.

Mia was our 3 rd child 2nd daughter she was is a very much wanted child we found out we were having mia on the 17th september 2008 we were over the moon not sure how the rest of the family were going to take the news we kept it to ourselves for a little while but it became to hard to keep from others as i was so ill with hyperemeiss like i was in both other pregnacies i had lots of sickness and headaches but that didnt stop me loving her from day one i had my 1st scan at 14 weeks there she was on the screen till this time i almost thought i was going mad but she was relly there the next scan was at 21 weeks there she was again getting bigger every thing looked fine but they couldnt tell us if she was a boy or girl so the next day we had a private scan and were told we were having a baby girl we were so happy i was still being ill right up untill about 32 weeks altou i was happy to be having her i just wanted her out and to stop feeling ill me and lee couldnt agree on  your name i wanted mia rose and lee wanted ruby but as you can see i got my way, then at 35 weeks 6 days i hadnt felt mia move so i went to the hospital and was put moniter but she woke up and was kicking like mad so they sent me home over the weekend she was moving like mad but on the tuesday she hadnt moved but i just thought she was sleeping and so did everyone else but wednesday morning the 22nd april she still hadnt moved so i droped mitchell and kira to school and then went to the hospital again expecting her to wake up, the midwife tried to find her heartbeat but couldnt so she called the doctor and he did a scan then came the words came that no expecting parents should ever hear sorry your daughter has died my heart broke straight away i felt sick from then i dont remember much all i thought about was having to tell mitchell and kira that there baby sister had become an angel i came home and had to tell them and our family  , then at 7pm that night myself lee and my mum went back to the hospital i was induced but nothing happened to till 7;20 am on the 23rd then at 7:50 am mia was born weighing 4lb 14 oz she was born with her cord tightly around her neck 3 times, she was perfect she looked like a baby sleeping i will never forget and love her until the day we can be together again. 


Mia you are the most beautiful angel

we miss you more than words can ever say

you where perfect when you where born your little button nose your tiny little hands and feet you look so much like your brother with your sisters colour hair we wonder what you where going to be like growing up what age you'd be when you start to walk and talk but now we will never get to know. people tell me things will start to get easier but i dont think it ever will. if tears could build a stairway to where you are we would walk it every day just to see you but we no they dont as we have cried and cried.

we love you

They say memories 

They say memories are golden, well maybe that is true,

we never wanted memories, we only wanted you.

a million times we needed you, a million times we cried,

if love alone could have saved you,

you never would have died.

in life we loved you dearly, in death we love you still.

in our hearts you hold a place no one could ever fill.

if tears could build a stairway and heartache make a lane,

we'd walk the path to heaven and bring you back again.

our family chain is broken and nothing seems the same,

but as we are called one by one the chain will link again.


Sleep well our angel Mia

we love you more than we can ever say

love from

Mummy, Daddy, Mitchell and Kira

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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Join the international Wave of Light October 15th is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day across the world. We would like to invite you to take part in the global 'Wave of Light'. Simply light a candle at 7pm and leave it burning for at least 1 hour to join us in remembering all babies that have died during pregnancy, at, during or after birth.
This can be done individually or in a group, at home or in a communal space. Wherever you do this, you will be joining a global wave of light in memory of all the babies who lit up our lives for such a short time.








 

An Unfinished Mother

When child loss occurs, a mother goes through a difficult time of emotional turmoil and questioning. “Am I still a mother?” “Does my child still have a birthday each year, or does time stand still?” “Can the mother/child relationship continue to grow, or am I now an ‘unfinished mother’?”

Losing a child places a mother on a road that begins a lonelier journey than ever expected—one that can never really be explained. There was a beginning, but with the death of the child, there is no middle and no end. Everything seems so unfinished. Hopes and dreams were stopped far too soon. Joy was snatched away so suddenly. A mother is left with empty arms and an empty heart. Nothing can ever be complete when a child’s life ends.

When the death of a child occurs, a mother is stopped in her tracks, and she suddenly feels inadequate and incomplete. She wears a new name. She is an “unfinished mother”, never being able to see the rest of the picture. She will never be able to watch her child mature into a young adult. She will never be able to see all the pieces fit together. The picture will always have part of the scenery missing. It is so painful to be an unfinished mother! Child loss makes everything seem so empty and incomplete.

The reality of child loss is devastating to a mother. There are overwhelming feelings of guilt, inadequacy, and most often feelings of failure. These feelings can overwhelm a mother for several months following the death of a child, and it can be quite difficult to build a support system to carry a mother through this roller coaster of emotions. Very few people will understand a mother’s explanation of feeling like she is an unfinished mother.

There will come a critical point in this journey of grief when a mother must reach deep inside her inner resources and make a conscious decision to accept herself just as she is—a mother whose heart has been touched by the pain and grief of child loss. Only then can she start to put together some of the broken pieces and begin to feel like there will be a day when she will feel more like a complete mother than an unfinished mother.

When a child dies, life is suddenly thrown completely off balance. A mother is left feeling like her identity has been taken away. It is often a long difficult journey to find that place of identity as a mother again. It’s hard to understand that there is unfinished living that will never be completed. Peace can finally come to a mother’s heart when she realizes that there is a big difference between having unfinished business and being left feeling like an unfinished mother.

A mother is never “unfinished.” No matter how brief her time was with her child, the bond of love between mother and child was complete. A mother’s love for her child is unending. Dreams may shatter and circumstances may change, but a mother’s love remains strong. As a mother travels the path to healing, it is important for her to remind herself often that she is a mother forever. Her motherhood did not stop when her child died. This understanding of motherhood releases the feelings of guilt and failure and allows a mother to begin to see herself as a whole person again—a complete mother.

A mother is never an “unfinished mother.” A mother’s love runs far too deep to ever be called unfinished!

wonderful Resources of Comfort:

Your baby has died. What can you do?
Talk about it. Help it become a natural part of life that others can see and begin to understand. When you are strong enough, be prepared to share a few thoughts on how your community of family and friends can be supportive.

Be a parent. Say your child's name, create more memories and mementos, share his or her pictures if you have them. And most importantly, remember that you are the parent of this child and you always will be.

Involve other children. They will learn from you how life and death work. This is a difficult but special time to let them know that you all will survive, but it won't be easy. A beloved child will always be a part of the family, though he or she has died. Help your other children find ways (puppets, drawing, music, talking, reading books) to express their feelings.

Believe in each other and tomorrow. Stay close to your partner, even if you are grieving differently (a most common thing). Keep talking and telling each other what you need and then respect the differences that will arise. Believe your relationship can get better—it can, if you work at it and have a positive attitude. Choose to believe the best of what you say and do for each other, rather than the worst. Have hope that the sun will shine again someday; your days won't be all so bleak. BUT they must be for a while because, after all, when you love someone so much of course he or she will be missed and you will hurt. That is a sign of your love. It is necessary for you to mourn your child in order to heal and see new possibilities. Believe you can make it. Many, many, many others have survived and grown over time despite wondering if they could or should. You can make it. Watch for the rainbow moments and appreciate them when they come. Believe in tomorrow. Believe in possibilities, if even for a few seconds or minutes in the early days and weeks.

________________________________________

Candy McVicar
Founder and Executive Director, Missing GRACE Foundation
Grieve * Restore * Arise * Commemorate * Educate
Email Candy@missinggrace.org
Web http://www.MissingGRACE.org
Office 763-497-0709
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Family Tree
Tributes and Condolences
mia  / MUMMY
mia   lots of things mummy wishes she had done with you but most of all i wish i had dressed you myself and held you more and spent even more time with you i love you so so much and miss you even more than anyone can imingine your baby sister ...  Continue >>
happy birthday mitchell   / Mia
HAPPY 8TH BIRTHDAY TO MY BIG BROTHER MITCHELL MITCHELL I LOVE AND MISS YOU SO SO MUCH PLEASE REMEMBER I AM ALWAYS WITH YOU WHEN EVER YOU ARE DOWN OR LONELY OR JUST WHEN YOU WANT LOOK UP TO THE SKY AND I WILL BE THERE LOOKING...  Continue >>
fathers day   / Mia
daddy happy fathers day daddy i wish i could be with you today. i wish i could hug and kiss you i love you so so much. look after lexi i will watch over you all i miss and love you all sending you big hugs daddy love from mia xxxxxxxxx &nb...  Continue >>
mia ur baby sister lexi   / Mummy
Mia your baby sister lexi was born on monday 31st may. i know you were looking over her and keeping her safe because like you she was born with a long cord altho it wasnt around her neck it was still very long and had a big knot in it so&nb...  Continue >>
tomorrow  / Mummy
mia tomorrow mummy is going in to hospital to have your baby sister i know you will be with me keeping us both safe but i am so scared. so scared something is going to go wrong and she to will become an angel and join you in the far a way place that...  Continue >>
Happy 1st Birthday x  / Mandy &. Neil (Auntie & Uncle )    Read >>
1st Birthday  / Auntie Mandy &. Uncle Neil (Auntie & Uncle )    Read >>
Happy 1st Birthday Mia  / Irena Hill (Nanny to angel Kayleigh Erceg )    Read >>
Mia's 1st birthday  / Karen Bateman (nannie)    Read >>
MY PRINCESS  / MUMMY     Read >>
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Her legacy
mia the star  

 

mia mummy nanny karan auntie jem auntie helen and big sis kira

mia big brov mitchell big sis kira couisns joel owen jayden and tyler

wrote by a midwife after delivering a angel  
Sweet Baby
Dear Sweet Baby so perfect so still.
The day you were born God cried for you as your parents did too.
Your journey into this world was never meant to be completed
- how painful for those who anticipated your arrival.
Your mother wept your father wept your aunts uncles and grandparents wept
Even those who had not so looked forward to your arrival
but helped in you into this world wept.
I hold you in my arms so perfect so beautiful

please�please baby wake up�.your body is limp -
how my heart aches to see you this way.
Your skin is like Ivory. Your mom holds you so close as she says goodbye�
she feels your cheek next to hers and lovingly kisses you
then sadly turns her face as she hands you to me.
Your daddy gently takes you and rocks with his tears rolling down his face.
He is torn between saying goodbye to you and leaving his wife's side
who is crying and bleeding.

I feel only a part of their pain. I leave to weep silently and quickly.
I must be strong for them. As they begin a journey they never anticipated.
Your mom bleeds as her tears roll down her face.
I finally take you. I want to wake you.
You lay in my arms as though you are sleeping.
As I wrap you a final time
I can't help but to look at your perfect body and wonder "WHY?".
I know why though.
Not every baby is meant to have a journey in this world that we know.
You were not ready. You go on in a journey I can not imagine.
It hurt to finish wrapping you.

To leave you in blankets alone leaves you too vulnerable to
those who are curious to see "the baby"
so I must finish after the blankets.
I cannot take you downstairs - ohhh my heart aches
my eyes burn from trying to not cry and be strong.
Your mother still bleeds. I know why she has lost the most important thing to her
- her baby.

Why should her body stop bleeding?
If she will slow down until she can see she must do as your dad is doing.
To look beyond to see her husband is here.
He is to live for now until she can live for herself again .
Meibe hopefully someday they can anticipate again.
With tears of joy rather than sorrow after the labor of birth.


my little angel  
My Little Angel

I felt your presence there inside of me
nestled soft and warm;
Sweet scent of baby's breath
precious words left unadorned.

I saw your tiny heartbeat
then I knew that you were fine;
A perfect baby we created
one that would be mine.

Then that tragic day it came
there was nothing I could do
Only wait and hope
for the precious life of you.

Yes in the beginning
your daddy was afraid;
Only he would love you unconditional
and never run away.

He loved you more this I do know
as he cried for you that day
When the doctor said that you were gone
daddy wanted you to stay.

He would have held you close to him
and see your perfect form
A gift of daddy's love
would have kept you safe and warm.

Only now you are an angel over me
beautiful and bare
My heart would hurt if you cried for me
and mommy was not there.

Still we are together in my heart and memories
You are still a part of my memory.

Rest gentle now 'sweet baby' there is no pain
you are never alone
I know you are with the guiding angels
in you peaceful home.

I will come with you someday
only now is not my time
Then we will be together again
again you will be mine.
Mia and big brother mitchell and big sister kira  
My Mummy is a Survivor  

My Mummy is a survivor,
Or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying at night,
When all others are in bed.

I watch her lay awake at night,
And go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her,
To help her understand.

But like the sands on the beach,
That never wash away...
I watch over my surviving mummy,
Who thinks of me each day.

She wears a smile for others...
A smile of disguise!
But through Heaven's door I see,
Tears flowing from her eyes.

My mummy tries to cope with death,
To keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her knows,
It is her way to survive.

As I watch over my surviving mummy,
Through Heaven's open door...
I try to tell her that angels,
Protect me forevermore.

I know that doesn't help her...
Or ease the burden she bears.
So if you get a chance, go visit her...
And show her that you care.

For no matter what she says...
No matter what she feels,
My surviving mummy has a broken heart,
That time won't ever heal.

My Daddy is a Survivor

My daddy is a survivor too
which is no surprise to me.
He's always been like a lighthouse
that helps you cross a stormy sea.

But, I walk with my daddy each day
to lift him when he's down.
I wipe the tears he hides from others;
He cries when no one's around.

I watch him sit up late at night
with my picture in his hand.
He cries as he tries to grieve alone,
and wishes he could understand.

My daddy is like a tower of strength.
He's the greatest of them all!
But, there are times when he needs to cry...
Please be there when he falls.

Hold his hand or pat his shoulder...
And tell him it's okay.
Be his strength when he's sad,
Help him mourn in his own way.

Now, as I watch over my precious daddy
from the Heavens up above...
I'm so proud that he's a survivor...
And, I can still feel his love.

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mia rose whitehead born asleep 23/4/2009
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