<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 18:42:30 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>The Story of Emmie-Rose</title><description>This is the story of a little girl that came into this world way ahead of schedule.  Now fighting day by day until she can be home with her family.  This is Emmie's story.  From 23 weeks old on...</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (cyannella)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-5223395273832799901</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 18:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T10:42:30.682-08:00</atom:updated><title>Update on Emmie-Rose's Headstone</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi Everyone!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It seems like forever since I have posted up here....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I was reading through My email last night, I came across a Website where everyday people make other everyday peoples Dreams Come True. As most of You know Our Baby Emmie-Rose has been gone for 3 yrs now.  Unfortunately, after Placing an order for her Headstone and putting a down payment on it, We havent been able to add anymore to it in order to have them install it. Until it is paid in full, they will not actually order it and place it. They are only able to place them in the Spring/Summer usually (or before or after the ground thaws). We feel horrible that We are unable to afford the Headstone for her and would love to see one there one day. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For those that come from the Wish Upon a Hero Website, please feel free to read through the Blog. One nice person brought it to My attention that there is a post stating We ordered the Headstone and they were going to place it in the Spring. That was Our true intention but again due to finances, We were unable to make the payments like We thought. If you have any questions, Please feel free to email Us and We will definitely get back to each and every person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for taking the time to read Our Blog!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Stephanie, Chris, Z, M and B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-5223395273832799901?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2009/11/update-on-emmie-roses-headstone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ShopGirl2U2000)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-5204992303572876075</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2009 20:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-15T14:15:34.360-07:00</atom:updated><title>Can't Believe Its been 3 Years!!!!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_q95rmzrDQ/Sl5Eb6JzSEI/AAAAAAAAACA/eJHQLKT-s2w/s1600-h/DSCF0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358795852874991682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_q95rmzrDQ/Sl5Eb6JzSEI/AAAAAAAAACA/eJHQLKT-s2w/s400/DSCF0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_q95rmzrDQ/Sl5DtVBh4NI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rY1KP1bHLeA/s1600-h/DSCF0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358795052634202322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_q95rmzrDQ/Sl5DtVBh4NI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rY1KP1bHLeA/s400/DSCF0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today You would have turned 3! You were/are the Strongest person I have ever met in My life. You were a true FIGHTER and didnt let anyone tell You otherwise! You took everything so graciously and without complaint. You surpassed everyone's "time frame". Even though it was said You should go and You were withheld Your basic needs (Mommy and Daddy Fought Hard) You lived for 16 more days! Emmie-Rose, You are My Hero!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I remember so well the day You were born! I knew You werent due yet but I was having "labor pains" which wasnt right. You were only 24.5 wks at the time. We called the docs and went into the L &amp;amp; D to find out what was going on. Eventually they figured out that You wanted to come today (LOL, You were in a hurry to see the WORLD). Everyone prepped and We delivered in the OR to be closer to the NICU. There were all kinds of people there to greet You when You made Your Grand Entrance! My Doc put You on My chest and You were the Most Beautiful, "Perfect" Little Girl (along with Your sisters, :) ) that I had ever seen! Truly amazing! You were 1.5lbs of Joy! I had never seen a Baby so small but soo beautiful all in one! A few minutes later, You were whisked away by the NICU Docs to give You the Support You needed for Your tiny little body to function better. My Doc made sure I was okay and finished taking care of Me before moving Me back to My room. Then We had to sit and wait... How hard was that, You may ask.... It was one of the hardest and longest waits of My life. I just wanted to hold You and make everything okay! I didnt want You to have to carry that heavy burden. You were too little to have to carry all that yourself. Its a blur how long it took before We could come into the NICU to see You! I do have to say, I was totally freaking out. Chris pushed Me up to Your bed after We washed up, and told Me I could open the porthole and touch Your Sweet little hand. I have to admit, I was really scared, I had him touch You first. When I did touch You that first time, I NEVER wanted to let You go!!! You had wires and tubes all over You and heat to keep You warm. The Nurses would explain what was going to happen next and what they were going to do throughout the day etc. The hardest thing to hear was I couldnt hold You yet. I stayed in the hospital for 4 days and then I had to be released. That was hard knowing I had to walk out of that hospital without My Baby Girl with Me. We visited everyday and there were always changes whether good or bad. Daddy called all the time to check on You when We werent there. We were always in contact with the Nurses/Docs to make sure You were getting the Best Care and We were always in the Loop of Care. As the days went on, there were setbacks but there were improvements as well. We were told when You stabilized that You would have to be transferred to another hospital due to Insurance. We were really sad about this situation as We were getting comfortable (loosely used) at the first hospital. So on the Upside of things.... You improved enough to be tranferred, You had Your first ride in a vehicle (and LOVED IT), and got to be "outside" the 4 Walls of a Hospital for a little while. We followed right behind You the whole way. We were soo happy when We got there and they told Us You had a "blast" in the Ambulance. :) You definitely experienced Michigan Bumpy Roads for sure!! LOL Anyways... after You arrived, and We talked to the Staff, We were told We wouldn't be able to see You for a long time. We were super upset about that. They stated that they had to do tests on You (that had just been done at the previous Hospital but..) and We had to just wait. A LONG time passes and they finally allowed Us to see You! Unfortunately, You contracted E Coli twice from this hospital due We feel to unclean work practices. We helped give you "bath(s)" in Your bed and helped change your bedding. Daddy changed a few diapers which was really cool! :) At one point You were off of IV's and most meds, You still had Your breathing tubes because they hadnt tried to hard to wean You off and Your lungs were still trying to develop. You also had a feeding tube due to the breathing tube, but that was it. What an accomplishment. In two months You had thrived so much! We were soo excited about your progress though We knew "We" werent out of the Woods just yet. We knew there could be a million more obstacles along the road ahead but We were completely fine with that. Then One day the We were given extremely horrible News You had contracted Necrotizing Enterocolitis(NEC for short)(Please check out this pdf file for full explaination of this condition: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenhosp.org/pe_pdf/women_NEC.pdf"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;http://www.greenhosp.org/pe_pdf/women_NEC.pdf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;). We had NO CLUE what they were saying to Us except that You were in Grave Condition and things didnt look good. :( One day You were doing well and on Your way to growing and getting better and the next You weren't going to survive. We were totally stunned NOT understanding what happened, not knowing how You contracted it and realizing that You had made a HUGE turn for the worse after all Your fighting. So they told Us what they were going to do and that they would wait a few days to see if the swelling went down, if not, they would do surgery to see how intestine was salvagable. I begged and begged them on the second day to do the surgery to catch any "live intestine" before there wasnt any left. They didnt listen and did surgery on the third day. At this point, Daddy and I were "living" at the Hospital, so We were just across the hall from the NICU. We sat downstairs waiting for You to come out of Surgery. We went back upstairs for a bit waiting for You to return to the NICU, when the Surgeon came in and told Us, it was too late. Supposedly there was not enough intestine to save. They gave You 2 days! Daddy and I couldnt believe it. We totally lost it that day not knowing at what point, We would lose You or what could have been done to prevent this awful condition from occurring). So for two days We sat and I held You and looked at You and told You how much Mommy loved You and how I always would. The Docs/Nurses decided they would only do "pallative care" (which is NO CARE). They decided that She would no longer receive TPN, Blood Transfusions, or Platelets (which You had since birth, so it wasn't anything new or different). So 2 days passed and You were still going strong though You werent receiving "anything". The Docs/Nurses were "Baffled" in their words NOT knowing why You were still with Us. So they started asking Us to take You off the Breathing machine (which AGAIN, You had been on since birth and they never really bothered to wean You off) and Our answer was always "No, God will take You when He decides). They wouldnt take No and God for an answer, so they got the ethics committee involved. The committee ended up stating that "We can tell her if We decide to do so". I WAS LIVID!!!! We started sitting with You as much as possible to make sure they were not doing anything wrong to You. So You fought and We fought all day everyday for them to just let God decide when Your time was up. You made it 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,14,15,16 more days with the amazement Im sure of alot of people, wondering why this Baby Girl who was given two days to live, continued on for another 16 days. Talk about Miracles!! God is Truly Amazing! You went to peacefully in My arms that evening. That day was amazing, We got there in the mid morning and I held You, looking at Me with those Beautiful Baby Eyes and as content as could be in Mommy's arms. You always seemed to feel better (Your stats perked up) when Mommy was holding You. Then towards the early evening, Your stats had started slowing going down and not coming back up. Which usually they would go up and down all the time but not like today. So I sat and held You and rocked You and talked to You looking into those eyes again. Then the stats just slowly fell to 0 and I held You in My arms and You were so at peace. It was beyond amazing how peacefully You went to Heaven that night. A few Family Members came to say Goodbye to You that night. We held You, We cried and then We had to leave for the last time visiting. Im not sure You exactly know how proud of You Daddy and I are. You gave 66 days a Run for their Money!!! :) I surely look up to You. Your strength, You attitude, Your Love and Hope You shared with others. Through You I hope people have learned alot of things about themselves and their beliefs. Even though Z, M and B only got to meet and see You a few times, there aren't many days that go by without a mention of Emmie-Rose girl!! :) They love You and miss You sooo much, there are times they cry and laugh, and visit You at the Cemetary. They love singing to You and We always say prayers with You! :)Angel, I hope You know that I love more than Life and that I can't wait to see you in Heaven! To hug You and hold You and know You aren't suffering anymore. My Love for You will NEVER die and there will always be a missing piece of My heart til We meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;R. I. P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Emmie-Rose Payton J.B. Yannella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;July 15, 2006-Sept. 19, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mommy and Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Z, M and B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rest in Peace Sweet Baby Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;66 Precious Days here with Us!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(picture 1: Day of Funeral)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(picture 2: Day of Birth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-5204992303572876075?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2009/07/cant-believe-its-been-3-years.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ShopGirl2U2000)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_q95rmzrDQ/Sl5Eb6JzSEI/AAAAAAAAACA/eJHQLKT-s2w/s72-c/DSCF0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-258261886477630894</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Sep 2008 03:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-19T21:10:52.633-07:00</atom:updated><title>2 Years Ago Tonight</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_q95rmzrDQ/SNR3PoMPjDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ue0TXv4-Do/s1600-h/DSCF0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247950576163982386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_q95rmzrDQ/SNR3PoMPjDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ue0TXv4-Do/s320/DSCF0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay, So 2 yrs ago today You went away. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since then, I havent been the same.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think of You constantly and wonder &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what You are doing in Heaven!! I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are having a wonderful time and I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so glad your not in pain. You accepted all the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pain and suffering with a True Angel's heart. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Z, M and B talk about You all the time and Wish &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were here. They miss you terribly and want You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to "come home". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were too young to leave this world but the Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;knew what He was doing. I dont question Why and never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will. Though I would love to know why He chose You that day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;right now is not the time. I will see You again one day in Heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so "leave the light on" :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You went peacefully in My arms that night and never made a fuss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You endured so much without a single complaint. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emmie-Rose Payton J.B. You are Mommy's HERO and Always have been and Always will be!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please Watch Out for Us down here! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My love for You will NEVER DIE!! You are My Sweet Baby Girl forever!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Z, M and B &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;RIP Sweet Baby Girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7-15-06 to 9-19-06&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;66 Precious Days here with Us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone NEVER forgotten!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(picture taken on 9-19-06)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-258261886477630894?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2008/09/2-years-ago-tonight.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ShopGirl2U2000)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_q95rmzrDQ/SNR3PoMPjDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ue0TXv4-Do/s72-c/DSCF0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-3834682584104299928</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 03:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-15T20:56:08.343-07:00</atom:updated><title>HAPPY 2nd Birthday Baby Girl</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today You turn 2!! I wish I could see how much you have grown, how many words You can say, the Beautiful Smile on Your face. I miss You so much Baby Girl. The past few days have been VERY HARD on Mommy. I tried to be so Strong for Everyone but its been hard lately. I know You are in Heaven looking down on Us. I Iknow You have a Great Life but I miss You soo soo soo much Sweet Baby.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Big Sis&lt;/span&gt; went to Camp on Sunday and stays til Friday evening. This is the first time She has been away from Family for that long. I miss Her tons as well. She is having a great time though and I am really happy for her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Middle Sis&lt;/span&gt; is doing well. She is learning new things all the time. Loves the Computer, playing Nick Jr. and Webkinz. She starts Kindergarten in the Fall and can't wait. She is super excited.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Brother&lt;/span&gt; is starting Preschool in the Fall (though not as excited as Middle Sis). He would rather stay home and be Mommy's baby for awhile longer!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt; is doing very well!! He got a new job as a Computer Engineer again (after 8 long yrs). He loves it and works with really nice people. Praise the Lord! He is doing much better with his health as well. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 2nd Birthday Baby Girl!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 yrs ago today You came into Our Lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We fell in Love with You from the start&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You brought so much Joy to Everyone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was so hard to let You Go!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You fought so hard to be okay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But God told You to Come home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We let You go so Peacefully&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And know You are so Well Today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z, M and B always ask about You all the time and miss You soo very much. They just want You to come home. Its hard for them to understand that You are in Heaven. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom and Dad always talk about You and We miss You alot! We can't wait to see You again one day. We keep going for Your Sisters and Brother as they need Us more each day. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweet Dreams Baby Girl! We love You Forever and Ever!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gone but NEVER Forgotten!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;RIP Baby Emmie-Rose 7-15-2006 to 9-19-2006 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love Forever and Always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mommy, Daddy, Z, M and B &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-3834682584104299928?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-2nd-birthday-baby-girl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ShopGirl2U2000)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-1102205697360070485</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Oct 2007 21:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-15T14:46:29.548-07:00</atom:updated><title>October 15th is National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;TODAY, at 7:00 pm in all time zones, families around the United States will light candles in memory all of the precious babies that havebeen lost during pregnancy or in infancy. Too many families grieve in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;silence, sometimes never coming to terms with their loss. If everyone lights a candle at 7 p.m. and keeps it burning for 1 hour, there will be a continuous wave of light around the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;em&gt;note: This was sent in one of the Groups I am in&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Please light a Candle in Memory Our Precious Baby Girl Emmie-Rose :) We know She is in Heaven watching all of Us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Take Care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Miss You Baby Girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mommy, Daddy, Z, M, and B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-1102205697360070485?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2007/10/october-15th-is-national-pregnancy-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ShopGirl2U2000)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-928746439201120978</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2007 17:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-12T23:33:30.292-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sept 19th A Year Gone By</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today's the day You went away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be with Jesus up on High&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We cried and held You Forever that night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We didnt want You to leave Our sight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We love You more than life itself &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And know one day We will see Your Face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But for now, We will think and dream of You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Til We see You again to Hold You near&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Love for You will never die &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Day soon We will see you on High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(written By Mommy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby Emmie-Rose,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We miss you so very much. We can't believe its been a year since Jesus called You home. We had You for a precious 66 days and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loved every minute of it. You went through alot and never complained at all. You endured so much and had the Sweetest Spirit&lt;br /&gt;ever. We are sooo proud of You and Very Proud to call You Our Daughter. We know You are pain free now and are playing with&lt;br /&gt;your siblings, Grandma, Great Grandparents, Great Aunt and Cousin Shannon too. There's never a minute of the day that goes&lt;br /&gt;by that We don't think about You and wish You were home with Us. We know God had a reason to bring You here and then take&lt;br /&gt;You home. You touched lots of people's lives and Blessed so many by Your courage and strength. You are a Wonderful and TRUE&lt;br /&gt;example of what a HERO really is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gone but NEVER Forgotten!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RIP Baby Emmie-Rose 7-15-2006 to 9-19-2006 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Love Forever and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy, Daddy, Z, M and B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__tYNrDMRrY8/RvHNCM8qFaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_ESU0q3Eumk/s1600-h/100_0920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112092489761297826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__tYNrDMRrY8/RvHNCM8qFaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_ESU0q3Eumk/s400/100_0920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-928746439201120978?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2007/09/sept-19th-year-gone-by.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ShopGirl2U2000)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__tYNrDMRrY8/RvHNCM8qFaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_ESU0q3Eumk/s72-c/100_0920.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-6311053999990898520</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 03:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-15T21:07:44.446-07:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Birthday Emmie-Rose  7/15/07</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Happy First Birthday Emmie-Rose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s amazing to think that one year ago you came into our life.&lt;br /&gt;Your kind heart, strong spirit, and your willingness to overcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;all obstacles will be forever with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of cake and candles and a big party, we brought you a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;bouquet of balloons while brother and sisters blew bubbles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We came to play with you for a while then packed up the van to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;head to Lake Michigan. Your siblings have never seen a real beach before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are looking forward to a picnic lunch on the beach tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;We know you will be there with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;      Mommy, Daddy, Z, M, B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-6311053999990898520?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-emmie-rose-71507.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cyannella)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-3285352998865153869</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2007 14:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-06T06:15:01.169-08:00</atom:updated><title>Mar 6, 2007 - Start of spring in 14 days.</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Only 14 days left until the start of spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m hoping the groundhog was right and that the warm weather is on its way soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is doing well. We have made it thru Z’s, M’s and B’s birthdays as well as Stephanie’s. I’m the exception to every rule in our house with a birthday in October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank everyone that keeps checking in to see how things are going. Its pretty amazing the number of hits a week we receive to this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all our new readers, Welcome!&lt;br /&gt;This site started out as a way to tell our family how things were going with the birth of our new baby Emmie-Rose. I was home watching our other children while my wife was at the hospital. After taking so many phone calls I was like, there has got to be a better way to get the word out.&lt;br /&gt;I’m in the IT field so a blog made perfect sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What started out as a family web site has grown into something amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has been going on?&lt;br /&gt;We went a few weeks ago and picked out and ordered Emmie-Roses headstone. Sometime in the spring/early summer it should be in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking with my instructor at school this week about everything that’s been going on so far and he was like, “I can’t imagine everything your family has been thru. You have certainly changed from all you have been thru. You’re not the same person I interviewed at the beginning of last year.”&lt;br /&gt;I was kind of taken back a step by that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie and I are trying hard to hold strong. There really has not been any closure yet with everything going on at Uncle Steve’s office. I’m normally a brain stormer, someone always dreaming up new programs or solutions for IT problems. Anymore it’s like I was hit by a ton of bricks and I don’t seem to have the energy and enthusiasm I once had. Maybe it’s just because I’ve been cooped up in the house all winter and need to run around in some warm weather.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just miss the fact that my child would be 8 months old this month.&lt;br /&gt;I can picture her playing with her brother and sisters. Each of them taking turns pushing her around in a stroller, like they do with their dolls now.&lt;br /&gt;B still walks around the house with his hands in front of him saying&lt;br /&gt;“I ‘m holding Emmie-Rose, give her a kiss Mommy and Daddy”&lt;br /&gt;Her love still lives on as demonstrated by our 3 year old. She touched so many different hearts in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts and love go out to all the families with children born before their due dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-3285352998865153869?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2007/03/mar-6-2007-start-of-spring-in-14-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cyannella)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-116892464509797862</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 04:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-15T21:20:37.783-08:00</atom:updated><title>Jan 15 2007 - Happy New Year</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happy New Year to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a moment to put my thoughts down.&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are over. Woo Hoo! (All parents are cheering)&lt;br /&gt;The kids made out like crazy with the toys as usual.&lt;br /&gt;The business of rotate the toys is in full swing at our house...&lt;br /&gt;The old toys are getting Freecycled out, and the new toys are&lt;br /&gt;where they need to be in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years eve everyone stayed up to watch the ball drop in Times Square.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye 2006.... Stephanie and I had tears of joy for the upcoming year&lt;br /&gt;and tears of saddness for everything that had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out to visit Emmie-Rose this weekend. Our 6 Year old took these&lt;br /&gt;pictures with the new camera we got for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1068/3369/1600/862379/b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1068/3369/320/83536/b1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1068/3369/1600/150110/b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1068/3369/320/147449/b2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally switched web counters for the site. Jellycounter was hacked and&lt;br /&gt;taken down a while ago. It had been around for years. It was sad to see&lt;br /&gt;that site go.  Hooked up with sitemeter so will see how this works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Steve and I had a nice long chat last week.&lt;br /&gt;He and his office are doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was just a bunch of random thoughts plunked down into the blog.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for any gooder Engligh. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for everyone stopping by to see how things are going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All our love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris &amp;amp; Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-116892464509797862?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2007/01/jan-15-2007-happy-new-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cyannella)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-116601211249915238</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Dec 2006 11:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-13T04:25:01.613-08:00</atom:updated><title>Dec 13th - Whats been going on.</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Good morning everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week the lawyers went in and closed up the original case we started&lt;br /&gt;back in September to give Emmie-Rose a fighting chance. As you know&lt;br /&gt;she passed away the night before court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what we have heard, everyone involved with Emmie-Rose's care&lt;br /&gt;is scared of more legal stuff coming.&lt;br /&gt;You got your answer in court last week. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Game on U of M!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say much more than that because as we all know....&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Ed and his team of Grinches at the U are reading this blog as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmie-Rose, My Entire Family, Stephanie, and I should have never have&lt;br /&gt;had to go thru everything we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note:&lt;br /&gt;The family spent some time at the cemetery over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Emmie-Rose has a beautiful wreath with a huge red bow for her grave&lt;br /&gt;blanket. I could not believe some grave sites had fully decorated&lt;br /&gt;trees at them. I had never seen anything like that before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to post some more pictures and some video of Emmie-Rose&lt;br /&gt;over the holiday weekend. I have 5 days off 22nd Thru 26th that&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Ava (Emmie-Rose's sister from another mother) got to go home&lt;br /&gt;the week of Thanksgiving. That was awesome news to hear! &lt;br /&gt;You grow baby Ava!&lt;br /&gt;We keep you guys in our prayers and are thinking of you often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping in touch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and Stephanie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-116601211249915238?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2006/12/dec-13th-whats-been-going-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cyannella)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-116383615614322626</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Nov 2006 06:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-17T23:52:07.093-08:00</atom:updated><title>Nov 18, 2006 - Thinking of you.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1068/3369/1600/DSCF0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1068/3369/320/DSCF0073.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning baby Girl.   Was thinking of you sooo much.&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking of all the people you have touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the Staff and Students at Agape Christian Academy&lt;br /&gt;that sent us a huge folder of letters of support.&lt;br /&gt;Many of your letters touched our hearts while reading thru them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone for all your love and support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep checking in...  Other chapters to be told later on.&lt;br /&gt;=+=+=+==+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started going thru the daily pics we have.&lt;br /&gt;The Fuji FinePix 1300 Camera we have is on its last legs.&lt;br /&gt;We have taken hundreds of pictures with it.  &lt;br /&gt;Its been capturing some really poor pictures recently.  &lt;br /&gt;The original, of the above, was pretty distorted &lt;br /&gt;and very red.  I tried to clean it up the best I knew how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy is looking at another reliable Fuji or something in the Cannon line.&lt;br /&gt;The Cannon would be nice because you have so many choices for lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question:&lt;br /&gt;What are you using to shoot your DIGITAL pictures?&lt;br /&gt;What do you like/dislike about your camera?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-116383615614322626?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2006/11/nov-18-2006-thinking-of-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cyannella)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-116316748857639007</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Nov 2006 13:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-10T06:05:05.686-08:00</atom:updated><title>Nov 10, 2006 My Due Date</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HI Everyone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please light a Candle today for 66 minutes in Memory of Our Sweet Emmie-Rose!! In Her short life She impacted alot of lives that She will be a Forever Memory in those Hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Long time no talk I see. Okay, here I am , Today "is" My Due Date. Emmie-Rose Payton J.B. Yannella is the name We chose for Our Fourth Precious Angel. She weighed in at 1 pound 5 ounces and was 11 3/4 inches long. Beautiful head of dark hair and pretty button nose and cute little lips to match. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As most of You are aware, Our Precious Sweet Emmie-Rose was born way before Her time. She was the Sweetest Baby Girl a parent could ask for. She fought and fought and fought and never complained a bit when the Nurses had to work with Her. She endured ALOT of stuff in Her short little life that She led. God brought Emmie-Rose here early for a reason and through Her alot of lives have been touched. She was such an enjoyable Baby Girl. She would squeeze Our fingers, She would look up with those adorable baby blue eyes, and would suck on Her "Binkie" for a few minutes loving every minute of it. She enjoyed eating alot. She loved laying on her Tummie and trying to crawl out of Her "crib". She also loved Mommy holding Her. If She was having a not so great day, Mommy could hold Her and She would feel better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Day You went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Was a very sad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It hurt beyond belief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To know I couldnt hold You again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To be without You for evermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To never see You grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To hear You cry Your first cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To hear You laugh Your first laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To see You play with toys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To watch You crawl around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To see You eat "real" food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To hear you say " I Love You Mommy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Baby Girl, I Love You soo very much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss You more than words can say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will Never Forget You Sweet Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love Always and Forever, Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rest In Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;11/10/2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-116316748857639007?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2006/11/nov-10-2006-my-due-date.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ShopGirl2U2000)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-116125609508235705</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Oct 2006 10:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-19T04:08:15.116-07:00</atom:updated><title>Oct 19th - Feedback</title><description>A certain hospital is having another closed door meeting soon.&lt;br /&gt;The meeting is about Emmie-Rose for all the people that missed&lt;br /&gt;the first closed door meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure they would love to get your feedback.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-116125609508235705?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2006/10/oct-19th-feedback.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cyannella)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-116075225775196755</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Oct 2006 14:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-13T08:11:47.250-07:00</atom:updated><title>Oct 13, 2006 Lord Help Us</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Well here I am again...... I havent posted in a long time due to time and energy. As You all may have read in the previous post.. On Oct 10th, We lost My Grandmother!! :( To tell You the truth, Im not sure how much more I can mentally take in My life right now. As I sit here crying, I feel the need to at least post and let You all know We havent forgotten about You and will keep updated the blog as time permits Us to do so. We lost My Grandfather back in 1999 and in 2000 Our Precious Z was born, so We know that God gave Chris and I her as an Angel of Papo's and We are forever grateful for that. We still miss him daily. We know the Lord has a plan for Ganky (thats what the Grandchildren call her) and that She is holding Emmie-Rose right now and taking care of her. We know She is so happy seeing Papo (Husband) again and Aunt Kim (her daughter) and Shannon (Granddaughter), Emmie-Rose (Great Granddaughter). We started Visitation last night, tons of People came to pay their respects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for Us during this time as this is just a HUGE BLOW to Our Family as Ganky was Our "Head of the Family".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ganky,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Stephanie, I want You to know that I will Always Love You and Never Forget You!! My Love for You will NEVER die!! I know You are so much happier with Jesus and Papo, Aunt Kim, Shannon, Emmie-Rose and My other two Babies. You have no more pain or sickness and never have to worry again. I want You to know that I am okay and will always be okay, I know You were worried about Me but there's no need. I will get through My situation the Best I can. I the supposed to worry about others, not others worrying about Me. Please tell Emmie-Rose and My other two Babies Mommy said Hello and that I miss them terribly. Please take care of them for Me and Always tell them Mommy Loves Them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love to You forevermore!!&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie Jalyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Please give Kisses to Papo for Me, and tell him I always remember him rattling his pocket change. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS: Please give Kisses to Aunt Kim and tell her I always remember her white escort and stopping at the store/gas station for Nestle Alpine White candy bars and going to the park (and going to Farmer Jack's for her Crab legs). LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSSS: Please give Kisses to Shannon and tell Her She was So Beautiful in Her Wedding Gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all Our faithful Readers, We want to extend a Special Thank You to You for Supporting Us during this time of sorrow. We are forever Blessed and Grateful for the Love and support You have given to Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God Bless All of You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie Jalyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna L. Wallen&lt;br /&gt;5/8/1937-10/10/2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;May You Rest In Peace Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-116075225775196755?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2006/10/oct-13-2006-lord-help-us.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ShopGirl2U2000)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-116071399982469888</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Oct 2006 04:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-12T21:33:19.850-07:00</atom:updated><title>Oct 13th - Ganky</title><description>Wallen, Anna L. - Ypsilanti, MI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 69, our beloved Gankye, went to be with Jesus, October 10, 2006.&lt;br /&gt;She was born May 8, 1937 in Dwale, KY, the daughter of&lt;br /&gt;Robert L. and Ida (Lafferty) Calhoun.&lt;br /&gt;On January 22, 1952, she married J. B. Wallen, the love of her life, and he preceded her in death April 22, 1999. Anna worked at Ford Motor Company, Rawsonville plant for over 20 years, retiring in 1976. For the last five years, she was employed as a security guard for the Gerald Ford Library. This feisty, beautiful woman loved her family and friends very much. Survivors include- daughters, Pamela (Alfred) Wallen-Brendtke of Ypsilanti and Janice (Frank) Wallen-Pimentel of Belleville; sister, Bobbie Jean (Lawrence) Elkins; five grandchildren, Chad (Amber), Stephanie (Christopher), Jayme (Amy), Tiffany and Hayley; five great grandchildren, Jacob, Zabrina, Alysse, MacKenzye and Brenden; and several nieces and nephews. In addition to her husband, she was met in heaven by her daughter, Kimberly in 1992, granddaughter, Shannon in 2001, great granddaughter, Emmie-Rose in 2006, her parents, one sister, JoEllen and one brother, Woodrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funeral service will be 11:00 A.M. Saturday, October 14 at STARK FUNERAL SERVICE Moore Memorial Chapel with Pastor Jay Chad Brendtke of Maranatha Baptist Church in Denton officiating. Burial will follow in Knollwood Memorial Park. Contributions in Anna’s memory may be made to the family. Envelopes are available at the funeral home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family will receive friends Thursday 5-9 P.M.   and Friday 1-9 P.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-116071399982469888?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2006/10/oct-13th-ganky.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cyannella)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-116037007663324411</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Oct 2006 04:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-08T22:01:16.660-07:00</atom:updated><title>Oct 9 - 12:46am It Happens In 3's</title><description>Why does it always seem that death comes in 3's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie's grandmother(Ganky) was rushed to the hospital tonight&lt;br /&gt;because of an Aneurysm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far a drain has been put into her head to help with swelling.&lt;br /&gt;They are going to try and go in with what is called a coil to try and&lt;br /&gt;stop the bleeding.   If the coil does not work there may be nothing more&lt;br /&gt;that can be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her condition does not look very good right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will keep you updated on her condition as we know more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord give the family strength thru this all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-116037007663324411?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2006/10/oct-9-1246am-it-happens-in-3s.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cyannella)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-115988348800152396</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Oct 2006 13:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-03T06:51:28.026-07:00</atom:updated><title>Oct 3 - Evening for reflection.</title><description>Last night Stephanie and I went to a memorial service at&lt;br /&gt;St Joseph Mercy Hospital. They hold a memorial twice&lt;br /&gt;a year for parents that have lost children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was heartbreaking, and in some ways comforting, to attend.&lt;br /&gt;There were many other parents that have already gone thru&lt;br /&gt;the same things Stephanie and I are going thru now.&lt;br /&gt;The next one will be in May of next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good to hear the stories from other parents.&lt;br /&gt;Both of us were crying so much I don’t think either of us&lt;br /&gt;had the strength to get up and tell our story. Next one.&lt;br /&gt;We had no idea what last night was going to be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a good evening. Hearing the word&lt;br /&gt;of God, hearing the words from other Parents, and also&lt;br /&gt;talking with staff we have grown close to thru all of&lt;br /&gt;Emmie-Roses travels.&lt;br /&gt;We thank them so very much for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to send a huge Thank You to friends and neighbors&lt;br /&gt;that continue to send support and knock on our front door&lt;br /&gt;with food, etc. You know who you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so blessed to have such great friends and neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-115988348800152396?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2006/10/oct-3-evening-for-reflection.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cyannella)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-115936245560774136</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Sep 2006 12:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-27T06:07:35.700-07:00</atom:updated><title>Sep 27 - Still Here.</title><description>Stephanie and I hanging in there.&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts are aching but we keep going.&lt;br /&gt;Our other little ones need our love and attention too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The business of living has set in again... &lt;br /&gt;Trips to Sam's Club for groceries, cooking at home,&lt;br /&gt;Lowes for around the home stuff, mowing the grass&lt;br /&gt;and yard work at home, helping Z with homework&lt;br /&gt;etc for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start back to work full time on Sunday morning 10/1/06 after&lt;br /&gt;being off on FMLA for weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things we stopped 66 days ago have started&lt;br /&gt;once again.  Seems strange after living&lt;br /&gt;between the hospital and home for all that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M and B keep asking Mommy and I when we are going to&lt;br /&gt;bring Emmie-Rose home.   I start to cry every time we tell&lt;br /&gt;them she is in heaven now with Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you sooo much for all the words of love and support.&lt;br /&gt;Emmie-Rose touched the hearts of so many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris &amp; Stephanie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-115936245560774136?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2006/09/sep-27-still-here.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cyannella)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>19</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-115909082083435115</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Sep 2006 12:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-24T02:44:10.626-07:00</atom:updated><title>Since You went away</title><description>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7102/2043/1600/DSCF0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7102/2043/320/DSCF0094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since You went away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My life just isnt the same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought I would be okay today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I guess I was really wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It hit Me like a Ton of Bricks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That You arent where You always are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lord took You away from Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I know there is a reason why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know Your in a better place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I wish I could have had more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though Our time was too short here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One day it will be so much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please say Hello to Everyone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And know I am right here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will never leave You &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can always call back here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9/24/2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-115909082083435115?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2006/09/since-you-went-away.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ShopGirl2U2000)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>19</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-115907996661280271</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Sep 2006 05:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-23T23:39:26.650-07:00</atom:updated><title>Sep 24 - Baby Girl</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1068/3369/1600/100_1607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1068/3369/320/100_1607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is filled with hello's and goodbye's.&lt;br /&gt;The hello’s are so much easier than the goodbye’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 66 days I’ve picked up the telephone and&lt;br /&gt;called the nurses to see how you are before&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep at night. Even though I know&lt;br /&gt;you are in better hands now, I still feel&lt;br /&gt;myself reaching for the phone to call...&lt;br /&gt;to see how you are doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I’m just checking in on my baby.&lt;br /&gt;Read to her.&lt;br /&gt;Give her hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;Make sure she is tucked into bed.&lt;br /&gt;Keep her safe and warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby girl, Daddy misses you so very much.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams little princess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-115907996661280271?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2006/09/sep-24-baby-girl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cyannella)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-115884494382824232</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Sep 2006 17:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-21T07:53:37.256-07:00</atom:updated><title>Emmie-Rose Payton J.B. Yannella Obituary</title><description>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7102/2043/1600/DSCF0005.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7102/2043/400/DSCF0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yannella, Emmie-Rose Payton J.B.Ypsilanti Township, MI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our sweet Emmie-Rose, age two months, went peacefully Tuesday, September 19, 2006 from the arms of her mommy and daddy to the open arms of Jesus. Emmie-Rose was born July 15, 2006 in Superior Township, the daughter of Christopher J. and Stephanie J. (Brendtke) Yannella. Throughout her short life, our Emmie-Rose had many struggles, which she fought hard to overcome. In addition to her loving parents, she leaves to mourn her passing and celebrate her homegoing- her sisters, Zabrina and Mackenzye and brother, Brenden; maternal grandparents, Pamela and Alfred Brendtke of Ypsilanti; paternal grandfather, James Yannella of Willoughby, OH; great grandmother, Anna Wallen of Ypsilanti; uncle Chad and aunt Amber Brendtke; aunt Dawn and Uncle Bob Cipra; great aunt Jan and great uncle Frank Pimentel; and cousins, Jacob, Alyse, Connor, Tiffany, Hayley, Jayme and Amy. The funeral service will be 11-00 A.M. Saturday, September 23 at STARK FUNERAL SERVICE Moore Memorial Chapel. Burial will follow in Knollwood Memorial Park. The family will greet friends at the funeral home 5-9 P.M. Friday and 10-00 A.M. until time of service Saturday. Please sign her guest book at &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.starkfuneral.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.starkfuneral.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Lieu of Flowers, A Memorial Fund in Emmie-Rose's name has been set up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you wish to donate to Her fund, please send donations to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Key Bank: 100 South Main, Ann Arbor, Michigan 48104&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Attn: Ian Glasford&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-115884494382824232?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2006/09/emmie-rose-payton-jb-yannella-obituary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ShopGirl2U2000)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>27</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-115878978182595833</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Sep 2006 01:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-20T15:03:36.140-07:00</atom:updated><title>Sept 20th Mine for Awhile</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were Mine for awhile&lt;br /&gt;And Now You are the Lord's&lt;br /&gt;A True Angel since Day One&lt;br /&gt;And now have earned Your Wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;God has a Plan for Everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Though We dont know what it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just look to Him to Guide You through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And always follow him too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love Forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-115878978182595833?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2006/09/sept-20th-mine-for-awhile.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ShopGirl2U2000)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>27</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-115878946052634881</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Sep 2006 00:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-20T14:57:40.556-07:00</atom:updated><title>Sept 20th  Unusual Kind of Day</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unusual kind of Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My normal routine is broken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every since You went away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord hnd more inportant things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For You to do and say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He took You from My arms tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be with Him on High&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And told Us not to worry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'd see You another time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It broke Our Hearts to let You Go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But We knew God had better plans&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He took You very peacefully&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonight He made You His.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We Love You more than Life itself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never thought I would be here now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To lose a Sweet Little One as You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I figured You'd bury Mom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today is the Start of a long road ahead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know the Lord will Help Us through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We would Love to have You back with Us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But We will be able to see You soon enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love Always and Forever, No Matter What Sweet Princess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-115878946052634881?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2006/09/sept-20th-unusual-kind-of-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ShopGirl2U2000)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-115872974593414190</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Sep 2006 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-19T22:33:41.393-07:00</atom:updated><title>My Prayer to You Miss Emmie-Rose</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Prayer to You Miss Emmie-Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, She is Yours Now&lt;br /&gt;Please take care of Her&lt;br /&gt;We love Her So Very Much&lt;br /&gt;But know You Love Her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wish We had More time with Her&lt;br /&gt;But We understand You have other Plans&lt;br /&gt;We wont question You Dear Lord&lt;br /&gt;Please Just keep Her in Your Hands!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch over Her and Hold Her tight&lt;br /&gt;As She now has seen the Light&lt;br /&gt;Help Her understand the Way&lt;br /&gt;Until We meet again one Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;May You Rest in Peace Sweet Princess &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;September 19, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;9:47 p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-115872974593414190?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-prayer-to-you-miss-emmie-rose.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ShopGirl2U2000)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>58</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31235796.post-115872964649797207</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Sep 2006 07:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-19T22:34:08.750-07:00</atom:updated><title>Sept 19th A Very Sad Day!!!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To All of Our Loving, Caring Readers out there, Ms. Emmie-Rose fought Her last Battle tonight. Our Baby Girl passed away tonight around 9:45 p.m. She went fighting all the way. She is a True Hero in Our Eyes!! She has touched alot of lives in the short time She has been with Us. We are so proud of Her and all the things She has done in Her 66 Days with Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Love You Sweet Princess!!! Forever and Ever, NO MATTER WHAT!! We know You are in Heaven now looking down on Us. We are so happy to know that You arent hurting anymore. Please know that Mommy and Daddy adored You and Loved You and still Love You now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Further Information on Funeral arrangements will be posted at a later date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Thanks again to All that Care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie and Chris and Miss Emmie-Rose May You Rest In Peace Sweet Princess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31235796-115872964649797207?l=23weeks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://23weeks.blogspot.com/2006/09/sept-19th-very-sad-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ShopGirl2U2000)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>85</thr:total></item></channel></rss>