Britney just sent me this poem. We have been talking about how hard it is when people ignore what has happen to us. I can see it in their eyes when they see me from a distance. Almost a cringe of not wanting to have to talk to me. Not knowing what to say... I know people don't want to make us sad and not talking about her or asking how we are doing is the way they think they can do this. We will always be sad and have that hole in our hearts for our baby girl. It makes me more sad inside when people act like nothing has happened. We WERE pregnant for 9mths and we HAD a baby that died. It is what it is.... we will always talk about Mamie she is our daughter and this is our reality. What a great way to sum it all up with this poem. - Sarah Go ahead and mention my child, The one that died, you know. Don't worry about hurting me further. The depth of my pain doesn't show. Don't worry about making me cry. I'm already crying inside. Help me to heal b