Good Morning

There's something special about the morning. Whether you've had a sleepless, tear-soaked night or you slept soundly only to awaken to the reality of your present situation and dreams that didn't come true, mornings still mean you have to get out of bed.

Mornings give us a fresh start, a clean slate and the promise of a new beginning. When you wake up to another sunny day, when the dawn breaks after a dark sky, you can hope that maybe, just maybe there'll be laughter today; maybe there'll be good news, an opportunity to grow or just the realisation that the pain isn't as bad as it was yesterday.

There is grace freshly prepared for you every morning like a fresh cup of coffee. All you have to do is say thanks for another morning, drink till you're satisfied and go out and conquer your world. You don't know the morning that will mark the start of the day that changes your life for good.

Have a good morning.

Joyful anticipation

“Hope is like a bird that senses the dawn and carefully starts to sing while it’s still dark.”

I think that is such a beautiful quote. Hope doesn’t wait for the light in order to sing; it sings because the light is coming. The beauty of hope is in its ability to make you live in joyful anticipation of a brighter day.

Embrace Hope: it makes the night time pass more quickly.

Celebrate Life

You may not be where you want to be, you may have sufferred disappoinments, heartaches and loss...but you're alive. As long as you're alive you can continue to be hopeful.
These words, written thousands of years ago, are timeless and still ring true for today:

"For to him that is joined to all the living there is hope...Go thy way, eat thy bread with joy and drink thy wine with a merry heart...let thy garments be always white, and let thy head lack not ointment. Live joyfully...(and) whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with all thy might; for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge...in the grave"

a recent anniversary

Well, 1st oct 2007was to be my due date before the miscarriage so my baby would have been a year old by now. this anniversary is not as hard as the annivesary of the day i actually lost the pregnancy (march 2nd). it was a very hard day.

i remember a poem i saw not long after the miscarriage and i really loved it. it's short and simple but real spoke to my heart, then and now.

HOPE.
Hope abides; therefore I abide.
Countless frustrations have not cowed me.
I am still alive, vibrant with life.
The black cloud will disappear,
The morning sun will appear once again
In all its supernatural glory.

Sri Chimnoy.

First Post....here goes!

Well, this is hello and welcome. I do hope that a lot of people will visit this site and post their comments, encouragement and words of advice. I don't claim to know it all, I just want to help people the way I was helped.
Miscarriage is a loaded word and a heavy experience. Hopefully, together we can lighten the load and make a difference in one another's lives.
The Miscarriage Support and Information Association was created to do just that. too many people neglect the emotional aspect of healing and its importance to total health. Sadly, these people are the very ones that are supposed to help us; the healthcare providers.
So that's my 1st port of call; increasing awareness about the credibility of this need to feel validated in your grief after a miscarriage even among women in Nigeria.
Welcome and here's to hope, healing and help.