by sam10 (1445 Posts), Sat Jun 04, 2011 10:29 pm
I don't even know where to begin. I am so grateful for the work you have done. I am lucky to live close by, so I was able to come see the first exhibit of "Field of Cradles" in late May 2011. As a mother who has lost a baby due to Preeclampsia I was not sure what to expect when I drove to the location of the first exhibit. My first email to you, after I had finally decided to participate, was hard to write, but then working with you on the poem for Henry's cradle was such a healing and wonderful experience that I knew it would be very special. After I had arrived at the exhibit I spent my time first talking to you and getting to know you (I knew instantly that Henry and me were in good hands), as I was too afraid getting close to the cradles, placed on the main green of the University Campus. I tried to "find" Henry's cradle from a distance, but was too overwhelmed with my emotions to get closer. Slowly, I approached the first cradle, tears welling up, and it was not Henry's, and I was glad, so I could adjust and brace myself for the moment I would. I visited all cradles, taking my time with each of them. Reading the poems and keeping the story they contained in my heart.I worked my way through the many cradles, equipped with my camera - my anchor not to lose myself, until I reached his. It was as though he was there, just not visible to the naked eye. I cried. I took picture after picture, absorbing every word, every carefully knitted blanket and cried tears for each baby lost and each mother's pain, some of which I have gotten to know through the PE forums.
Susannah, not only are you bringing awareness to the public about PE with your exhibit, you have given us parents and our lost babies words to be carried out into the world of those who have never heard of preeclampsia before. Our babies have found a place, an active role, outside of heaven, away from the silent cemeteries; I feel so proud that my little Henry is participating in something active and so important, a feeling a mother must feel when their child takes part in a play or some other activity. Nobody else has given me this feeling before. Thank you so much.
Even though it is emotionally hard, I am glad to be working with you to bring the Promise Walk to Boston on July 24th, where the cradles will be exhibited again. Anybody in the Boston area, if you want to participate, please let us know.
Our pain has been put into words, placed into empty cradles, to remember that all our babies lived, that they mattered and always will, even though they were taken from us due to Preeclampsia/HELLP.
MC 3/2009 and 3/2011H
(1/1/2010-1/7/2010) - forever loved and missed; severe PE with Hellp; partial placental abruption, classical c-section at 25.6 weeksM
(Nov. 2012, born at 35.4 weeks) - severe PE
Our pain has been put into words, placed into empty cradles, to remember that all our babies lived, that they mattered and always will. - Field of Cradles http://www.fieldofcradles.org/