Stories of Lost Children
My Princess
by N., Fergus Falls, MN, U.S.A.
I gave birth to a buetufull baby girl on March 4th 2001. We decided to name her Samantha Jo. She became the light for the whole family. I had a 3 year old at the time from a diffrent realionship, and my husband had a daughter from his 1st marrage. Samantha was a very well behaved baby. As she got older and could move around she became very determined. She did not like the word no. Shayla, my 3 year old, and Samantha were more then sisters they were best friends. They usually shared a bedroom, and every morning I would hear them talking to each other. You wouldn't understand a thing Sami said, but shay didn't care. She could carry a conversation on with her for hours. Shay loved her baby sister and became a mother hen to her. Samantha was very attatched to her family. She did not like to be left with anyone, she only wanted mom and dad. There were only a few times I left her with family members, and she would cry the whole time I was gone. April 2nd of 2001 I noticed that Sami had another cold, so I went to the store to get her some baby cold medicine. She was 13 months old and was starting to let go of her toys and trying to walk. I guess while I was gone she had fallen down and got stuck between her toys. She got out and my husband said she was fine. That night my husband put her to bed, but she wouldn't go to sleep. I went and got her up and noticed she had a messy diaper so I went to change her and I noticed her leg was bugging her. I said I was going to bring her in, but my husband said no she is fine. I thought he's right she probually just got a bruise from falling down. I changed her and layed her down on my husband. She fell asleep on his chest and I picked her up and put her in her bed. The next morning She acted fine, she said on my lap with Shay next to us and talked to Shay. I fed both girls, and then put Sami in her johnny jump up. I noticed she wasn't as active as she usually was, and thought well if she isn't better by this afternoon I will bring her in. About 10:30 am she started to get crabby so my husband layed her down for her nap. She refused to go to sleep so he got her up and gave her to me so he could move her playpen into our room where it was darker. I sat at the computer desk with her and talked to her, gave her some more medicine and told her I loved her and would see her when she got up. We went about our day as usual. About noon I went to get us some lunch and then my mom came over during her lunch break. She was here earlier then normal. Right after she left I heard Sami, I got up to get her and my husband said I will get her. He started to make her lunch before he went to get her so she didn't get mad if she had to watch him do it. My sister worked that day so I was suppose to watch my niece so I called her to tell her to bring a movie over for the older girls. I seen my husband start off towards our bedroom to get Sami. I was still talking to my sister when I heard my husband say something to me. I looked up to see my baby girl laying limp in his arms. I screemed into the phone and yelled my sisters name and hung up on her. I dailed 911 and gave the phone to my husband because I was to freaked out to talk to them. My husband did the CPR and talked to the 911 operater. I heard her making noises so I thought she was starting to breath. I tried to call my sister on our cell phone but her line was busy. I tried a few times and said forget it and called my mom at work, I told her to get here and get Shayla. She had been standing at the kitchen table eating and watching everything. My mom got her and took me to the ER instead of talking Shay. I walked into the ER room she was in to see my daughter laying on a table not making a sound with a needle in her leg and not moving. At that moment I know she was gone. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't miss and think of my baby girl.
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