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	<title>Comments on: A Cold Day</title>
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		<title>By: Corwin Howlett</title>
		<link>http://blog.elizabethhoward.net/2008/02/09/a-cold-day/comment-page-1/#comment-426</link>
		<dc:creator>Corwin Howlett</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 14:35:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Just wanted to tell you that I love you.  And I shouldn&#039;t read your blog at work cuz guys shouldn&#039;t cry at their desks.

John</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Just wanted to tell you that I love you.  And I shouldn&#8217;t read your blog at work cuz guys shouldn&#8217;t cry at their desks.</p>
<p>John</p>
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		<title>By: CC</title>
		<link>http://blog.elizabethhoward.net/2008/02/09/a-cold-day/comment-page-1/#comment-402</link>
		<dc:creator>CC</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 01:28:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>These gifts we receive, fertilized cells that become newborns that become toddlers that become pre-schoolers that get on the bus for the first time that become teenagers (or so I&#039;m told), they are indeed incredible, special gifts.  Your love for these gifts that you will receive knows no limits.  A loss like this will undoubtedly never leave you, but the joy to come will soften it greatly.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>These gifts we receive, fertilized cells that become newborns that become toddlers that become pre-schoolers that get on the bus for the first time that become teenagers (or so I&#8217;m told), they are indeed incredible, special gifts.  Your love for these gifts that you will receive knows no limits.  A loss like this will undoubtedly never leave you, but the joy to come will soften it greatly.</p>
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		<title>By: Elizabeth</title>
		<link>http://blog.elizabethhoward.net/2008/02/09/a-cold-day/comment-page-1/#comment-397</link>
		<dc:creator>Elizabeth</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2008 13:34:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am so fortunate to have my people around me, all of you. I can share this story after three years but it hung around inside me like cold meat storage until then. Thanks for being here with me and letting me use this space to write about it. It means so much to me to have you all with me. Believe me, I don&#039;t ever give up hope for our family, even in the darkest moments. But I have learned a great deal about perspective, grief and sadness in the last few years.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am so fortunate to have my people around me, all of you. I can share this story after three years but it hung around inside me like cold meat storage until then. Thanks for being here with me and letting me use this space to write about it. It means so much to me to have you all with me. Believe me, I don&#8217;t ever give up hope for our family, even in the darkest moments. But I have learned a great deal about perspective, grief and sadness in the last few years.</p>
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		<title>By: Grinder</title>
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		<dc:creator>Grinder</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Feb 2008 16:22:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Having just gone through this ordeal.

The one thing that has surprised me is how no one talks about how often there are complications in pregnancies. I&#039;m surprised anybody is EVER born. Before this happened I only knew two such instances. Now I talk to people at work and it is not uncommon AT ALL!!

Seriously - I think that with todays advances we think that we can overcome ANYTHING. But in reality giving birth IS a miracle. Nothing has changed in hundreds of years.

You can have all of the medical advances in the world and it is still a miracle when all goes right.

Big and Little J are both anxious to try again and that makes all of us happy.

Little J said that she is not afraid of actually giving birth anymore.

She is strong and has a great husband!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Having just gone through this ordeal.</p>
<p>The one thing that has surprised me is how no one talks about how often there are complications in pregnancies. I&#8217;m surprised anybody is EVER born. Before this happened I only knew two such instances. Now I talk to people at work and it is not uncommon AT ALL!!</p>
<p>Seriously &#8211; I think that with todays advances we think that we can overcome ANYTHING. But in reality giving birth IS a miracle. Nothing has changed in hundreds of years.</p>
<p>You can have all of the medical advances in the world and it is still a miracle when all goes right.</p>
<p>Big and Little J are both anxious to try again and that makes all of us happy.</p>
<p>Little J said that she is not afraid of actually giving birth anymore.</p>
<p>She is strong and has a great husband!</p>
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		<title>By: Tammy</title>
		<link>http://blog.elizabethhoward.net/2008/02/09/a-cold-day/comment-page-1/#comment-395</link>
		<dc:creator>Tammy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Feb 2008 15:46:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can feel the pain of your loss in your every word.  I wish somehow I could take the pain away for you. I don&#039;t know why women whose bodies ache with every fiber to carry a child, to nurture and love have such a hard time, I don&#039;t.  I&#039;m sure you feel the pain in every place you look right now.  I wish there were something I could do, I really do.  Please know I&#039;m here for you to help ease the pain in any way I can.  I LOVE YOU!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can feel the pain of your loss in your every word.  I wish somehow I could take the pain away for you. I don&#8217;t know why women whose bodies ache with every fiber to carry a child, to nurture and love have such a hard time, I don&#8217;t.  I&#8217;m sure you feel the pain in every place you look right now.  I wish there were something I could do, I really do.  Please know I&#8217;m here for you to help ease the pain in any way I can.  I LOVE YOU!!</p>
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		<title>By: Nicole</title>
		<link>http://blog.elizabethhoward.net/2008/02/09/a-cold-day/comment-page-1/#comment-394</link>
		<dc:creator>Nicole</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Feb 2008 01:51:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I don&#039;t think we&#039;ve had a real conversation since high school, so to hear of your loss, your m/c, in such a cold, unloving place just breaks my heart.  You have mentioned before on your blog that you&#039;ve been trying to have a baby but I didn&#039;t know to what extent and I really don&#039;t like to ask... it&#039;s very personal.  But I wanted to let you know that I feel your pain and know what it&#039;s like.  We spent 8 years trying to have a child, coping with m/c, dealing with fertility treatments, trying to maintain sanity each month when the cycle started all over again.  But we finally succeeded.  If your true desire is to be a mother, I sent my every prayer that your dream will come true.  If you ever need to talk about it, just send me an email (or call me!).  Now that we&#039;ve kind of reconnected, I&#039;m here for you - just like you were for me during those troublesome high school years.

Elizabeth - I may be off-base on your situation since we haven&#039;t been in touch so I don&#039;t want to have you post a comment that doesn&#039;t accurately interpret your blog post.  Feel free to delete this comment if you need to... I won&#039;t be offended!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t think we&#8217;ve had a real conversation since high school, so to hear of your loss, your m/c, in such a cold, unloving place just breaks my heart.  You have mentioned before on your blog that you&#8217;ve been trying to have a baby but I didn&#8217;t know to what extent and I really don&#8217;t like to ask&#8230; it&#8217;s very personal.  But I wanted to let you know that I feel your pain and know what it&#8217;s like.  We spent 8 years trying to have a child, coping with m/c, dealing with fertility treatments, trying to maintain sanity each month when the cycle started all over again.  But we finally succeeded.  If your true desire is to be a mother, I sent my every prayer that your dream will come true.  If you ever need to talk about it, just send me an email (or call me!).  Now that we&#8217;ve kind of reconnected, I&#8217;m here for you &#8211; just like you were for me during those troublesome high school years.</p>
<p>Elizabeth &#8211; I may be off-base on your situation since we haven&#8217;t been in touch so I don&#8217;t want to have you post a comment that doesn&#8217;t accurately interpret your blog post.  Feel free to delete this comment if you need to&#8230; I won&#8217;t be offended!</p>
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