Miracle at Memorial: Mom and Baby Die During Labor, Revived

Miracle at Memorial: Mom and Baby Die During Labor, Revived



Some are calling it a Christmas miracle... a mom and her baby die during labor, but doctors at Memorial Hospital in Colorado Springs were able to bring them both back to life.

FRENCH TOAST CASSEROLE (sounds too good to pass up, I love anything sweet lol)

FRENCH TOAST CASSEROLE

1 1/2 stick butter
1 1/2 c. brown sugar
1 1/2 tsp. cinnamon
1 loaf Pepperidge Farm bread white (1 lb.)
6 eggs
2 c. milk
Maple syrup

Use a 9x12 inch dish. Melt 1 1/2 stick of butter and add 1 1/2 cups brown sugar, 1 1/2 teaspoons of cinnamon; make a paste and spread over bottom of dish.

Use only white Pepperidge Farm bread (this recipe will take a 1 lb. loaf). Remove crusts. Layer two slices of bread and fill in sides and ends with smaller pieces.

Beat 6 eggs and add 2 cups milk. Pour over top. Cover and refrigerate. Bake 25-30 minutes at 350 degrees. Drizzle maple syrup on top and run under broiler until brown and bubbly.

Meet the teacher day.

Today we get to meet the teacher. Two different schools and three different teachers, I am hoping that my kids enjoy this year in school. I want them to always enjoy school, or at least enjoy it longer than I did, lol. I was moved around from school to school as a child. My kids don't have to do that, don't have to worry about making new freind every few months. I can at least know that they have that and that's enough to make me feel better. Knowing I know quite a few teachers and a lot of the staff at the Elementary school already. Knowing that it's a great school with equally great teachers that genuinely care for their students.

Back to school time.

It's back to school time and once again we face the hectic task of getting everything on the list that the teacher mailed. This year I have 3 out of 4 kids in school and the youngest one going is 5. Although he may be in Pre-K versus Kindergarten (the jury is still out) I'm still a little worried. He was recently diagnosed with high functioning autism and all this is new to me. Letting him go where strangers will care for him is a little hard for me. But I know it's best for him. Speech therapy and occupational therapy, interaction with kids his age that aren't his siblings. I know he'll like it and he'll benefit from it. He's going to a great school full of awesome teachers and great staff. It's just hard to let him go without feeling that panic rise up at someone else caring for my special needs child. Wow, I amazed myself. Good thing I don't voice this to my hubby who is more afraid then I am about letting him go, lol.

My mom

Well the doctors have run every test known to man on my mom and they tell us that it's not Polymositis. My mom has Fibromyalgia, a form of Schleroderma, and Leukemia. She also has severe asthma, high blood pressure and is a borderline diabetic on top of all this. But to be honest things could be worse. Where as at first I was petrified when they were still not sure exactly what was wrong. Now they know, soon she will start an aggressive round of Chemo. I am calm, even though I know the road is long and it will suck I know my mom will pull through. The women in my family are just tough that way. We've had to be.



We've now found out that her chemo will begin in July. She's scared and so am I but right now she needs me to be a shoulder she can lean on so I am strong for her. As she has been for me at various points in my life. I will be there in any way I am able.

A child dies every day from child abuse.

SHE WAS ONLY 5
her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic
Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair
She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound
Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endure
A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?
But she holds her bear
And softly crys
She loves her parents
But they want her to die
She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
"Please God, why is
My life always sinking?"
Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did
Then one night
Her mom came home high
And the poor child was beaten
As hours went by
Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made
She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
"You deserve to die
You worthless piece of sh**!"
The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying
Police showed up
At the small little house
Then quickly barged in
Everything quiet as a mouse
One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the little girl
Lying dead on the floor
It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms

A child dies every day from child abuse.

National Voice for Children

National Voice for Children


To be the voice for a child, to help bring a lost or missing child home. Are we not here to help each other? What happened to being more than neighbors? what happened to being friends? Looking out for one another because you had a big heart? So many children, and adults too, go missing each day. It makes me so mad and makes my heart ache that with the number of people on this earth that no one has seen these individuals. And I wonder if anyone really looks anymore. If you see a child alone in the store do you walk away? Do you pretend you didn't see? I can't do that, I have to stay there until someone comes back. I really don't give a damn if someone thinks I'm nuts because I'm there. If it helps keep their child safe I'm all for it. Maybe if people would actually still believe that the children are our next generation, OUR FUTURE, and treat them as such by looking after them no matter where you are then the world might be a better place. Then again maybe I'm just a meddling mother myself whose scared at the rising numbers of missing kids and teens that just seemingly drop off the face of the earth.


Nah that's not it, I think it's really shitty that Sarah Jane or Little Mikey can just disappear and not be seen. Open your damn eyes people, somebody saw them, somewhere! Stand up and be a role model for the next generation! Don't cower behind your cell phone with your blinders on like some damn fool.


Just remember the next generation will be taking care of you in your old age.


How do you want to be treated?