Stories of Lost Children
Lil Jojo
by R.B., Bozeman, MT, U.S.A.
My husband and his mom would not give up until I told them they were right I was pregnant with baby number two. I knew as soon as I found out he was on his way that it would be my second boy. I was so excited. I was just about over being pregnant when it was JoJo's time to enter the world. It was a long hot nine months and I was passing kidney stones for six of them. And I definitely had to get my arms around him. On August 15th 2005 I was walking around in pre-labor waiting for a sign that he was on his way. I went back to check with my doctor and there he came. My first child was the easiest baby in the whole world. All he would do is eat and sleep. Now JoJo was the exact opposite. He loved to eat all the time, did not want to sleep any of the time, and did not want anything but moms arms. That was ok though. He has two Grandmas that live very close by so he got to love on them a lot. One of his Grandmas was afraid to take him over night because he would not sleep through the night. As time went on he stopped eating as much or should I say so frequently and started sleeping through the nights with maybe one feeding. When he passed away he was all the way through the nights already. I went in on December 22nd and pulled his blanket off of him to tell him that I had gotten him some new clothes. When the blanket came off I could tell that there was no JoJo there. I called 911 and they told me to do CPR so I went back and turned him over to start CPR and I was three hours too late. What I saw when I turned him over is the worst dream I have every night. God Bless you JoJo and I miss you so much I can not explain it. My whole heart is yours and that will never change.
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