Stories of Lost Children
My Baby Alex Andres
by Cindy, , MD, U.S.A.
Hi, I will love to share my sad story with you. I had my baby on 02/10/04. He was a beautiful baby boy. He was rushed to the NICU in Washington because he had some problems. Days passed by, and everything seemed to be fine. The doctor told that Alex was going to be OK and that we just needed to see how he will develop. On February 24th he was discharged from the hospital. We were so happy that finally my baby was going home. That day we went for him and we notice that he wasn't breathing well, but the doctor said he was fine. He had a tube in his mouth because he couldn't suck his milk that well so they explained to us how to do it and everything was OK. We got home and and we didn't even know what to do with him. He was so cute that we just wanted to hold him. That night he woke up every three hours to eat. I feed him and then he would fall asleep again until the morning. That morning he had his eyes very open and was looking at Daddy like trying to say something. Then we took Daddy to work and came home. I started feeding him and suddenly I felt something wrong with his breathing, I didn't know what was happening; he started vomiting his milk through his mouth and nose. I started screaming and called 911. They told me to give him CPR. In about 2 minutes they were there and rushed him to the hospital. I couldn't believe what was happening with Alex and it was very scary. I was alone in the hospital and I couldn't find my husband. I prayed and prayed for my baby's life; I even told God to take my life and let my baby here with Daddy. Then the terrible news came. The doctor came in and said "I'm sorry Mom". I started sreaming like crazy I asked him why he was lying to me. I couldn't believe it but he was gone. My husband came and we went to see him and there he was laying down on a table. I just hug him and started telling him that Mommy loved him with all my heart and that he will be OK because he was with God and he was a little angel, my angel. He died on 02\25\04. The autopsy said that he aspirated his milk because of his breathing. I felt so guilty I felt responsible for his death. I wanted to die. They explained that there was nothing that I could have done to make him aspirate his milk. There was something wrong with him and that's why it happend. I miss him so much and I wish he would be here with Mommy. He was my first baby. I'm 22 years old and everybody tells me not to worry, "you are young; you will have others". They don't understand. I wanted this one; my baby boy, Alex Andres. God bless you sweetie I love you and you always be in our heart. Love you: Mommy and Daddy Until we meet again in heaven. We missed you
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