Some things just need repeating.

To Whom It May Concern:
The blog titled "journey to motherhood" is not for you. At all. I really don't know how much clearer I can get on this. This blog is for me, in honor of my daughter. Remember? The daughter that DIED nine months ago??
Yeah, this is for her. This is where I can come to talk about her. This is a place where I can come to share my feelings with those who truly care about me. And I really believe that the people who genuinely care about me will accept my feelings. Whether they think they are right or wrong. That's what true friends do.
And ya know what? If you don't like this blog, if you don't like the things that I write about - or the feelings that I convey when I type...are you ready for this??? DON'T READ IT! Seriously.
When you log onto your dashboard every day, you make a conscience choice to read (or not read) my latest post. You choose to select my blog, and load it onto your screen. You CHOOSE to read what I write. No one is asking you to, and no one is holding a gun to your head telling you to.
So I'm not sorry if the things on this blog offend you. This is my therapy. I (and others) think it's good for me. I mean, do you seriously realize how good I'm doing, considering??
Lillian Joy was a living child. She lived for a little over nine months. She was a real baby...not just a figment of your imagination. I loved her from the moment I found out that I had the privilege to carry her in my womb for nine months. I talked to her, sang to her...her daddy talked to her and rubbed her almost every night. She was loved by SO many people. She has touched an unbelievable amount of people. I mean - seriously, how many other little babies do you know that has a good 400-500 people show up for their funeral? These people took time out of their (week day) day, and some drove from different STATES to  honor my daughter... a little girl that none of them had ever met. People have (and some continue) to shower us with love, thoughts and prayers. *Almost* everyone has been amazing. Understanding even. But not all.
There are still those few people who think that MY situation belongs to them. They are starving for attention - and they just can't help but try to make my grief about themselves. Ya know what? These people don't realize that they've won. That the competition STOPPED when my daughter was born still. It was over on November 13,2009. They WIN! This(these) person (people) who strive to out do all that I strive for in life have won. They have a happy life and family. I have a life, but it still lacks the "happy" part. My family consists of myself and my husband...oh and our dead child.
So please, let me reiterate. If you don't like the words that I type. If you don't like the way my thoughts and opinions make you feel...then stay away. This is not for you, it's for her.