In Loving Memory...., submitted by Mike. Folks, if you ever needed a reason to just fall in love with the Internet, here it is: a woman's website dedicated to posing her dead babies for the camera and writing poetry / stories about them. I hope I don't need to say any more, because I frankly can't think of anything else to write.
On July 29, 1998, Tyler James Kinninger was born at 12:12 a.m. weighing 11.2 ounces and 9 1/2 inches long. He was breach, and as his feet were born, I had another contraction and my body began to pull him back in. The OB grabbed his feet and accidentally pulled his left foot off at the ankle.
began to hemorrhage, the OB wanted to do a D&C, I refused. I was going to hold Matthew as I did Tyler. I began to push even when I didn't have a contraction. And at 1:48 a.m. Matthew Hunter Kinninger was born still, weighing 8.8 ounces and 9 1/2 inches long. He is just as beautiful and long as his brother. The nurses let me hold my babies for a while and then they took them and bathed them, dressed them, did their footprints and handprints for me, and also took pictures, then they brought my babies back to me dressed up for their mommy and daddy to hold them one last time before taking them to the morgue.
No. Just... no. No. No no no. NO NO NO no no NO. NO. NO. Thank you very much for a new set of nightmares, Internet. I hate you.
(Lips smacking, mouth full of peanut butter, glistening streams of peanut butter oil running down chin) "I'm full as hell, and I'm not going to take another bite!"
I saw good men turned to mush in the wars against the soggies. Men much better than you, Mr. President. If you are going to take John Brennan's security clearance, take my security clearance too.
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