Our story begins March 12 2005. That was the day I found out I was pregnant. I could not believe it, I had a very irregular period, so I took another test and the line was definitely there. I was nervous to tell my husband, but I did and he was ecstatic.  My first doctors appointment was April 1, 2005.  They gave me an ultrasound and I was 7 weeks and 2 days. We had a little picture of out tiny baby. As the pregnancy went on, everything  was fine. At 20 weeks June 19 we went to find out what our precious baby was we wanted healthy but secretly we both wanted a  boy, and a boy it was. He was sleeping so he did not move a lot, only enough to know that he was fine and he was perfect! Well, that was the last ultrasound I would have and the last time I would see my child move. July 2 pains began in my lower tummy, and there was slight bloody discharge.  I began paging my doctor at 1 and by 3 I had paged 4 times with no response I was so worried, me and my best friend Renee left for the ER.  We arrived and I was hooked up to a contraction Doppler and a fetal heart Doppler. Everything seemed fine, they took a urine sample and later said that I had a high white blood cell count and that they were trying to reach the doctor.  A hour or so later the doctor came in said I had a urinary tract infection and discharged me. I was never cervically checked.  After arriving home the pain became unbearable, and I again began paging the is doctor with no response!  I went to the bathroom, and then my water broke, I was so afraid! I knew that my little baby was coming and he would not survive here. We rushed to the hospital and when we arrived I was soaked in blood waist down. I was hysterical. When the nurse saw me come in they rushed me into a room and put a fetal monitor on the baby. his beautiful heart sounded so strong. They said I was 7 1/2 c dilated,  a few minutes later my Damion was born. His heartbeat until he enter this world, and he never took a breath.  He was gone, and when his little soul  left my body he took the best out of me, and his father.  We held our little baby who was 15 oz a big boy for 21 weeks, and he was perfect! He looked just like his daddy with my lips. The hardest thing was walking away from that hospital and leaving your child there. They said there was an infection in the membrane caused by the fact that I may have an incompetent cervix. We buried Damion on the following Wed. The hardest thing is to have the life taken out of you and put into the ground. We love and Miss our baby boy so much, and we go to where he was laid to rest every night, and play him the lullaby I used to play for him while he was in my Tummy. We know that our sweet child is in heaven on the playground with so many other children and we hope to have more children one day. Damion Tate is our only son, our only child.   We Love you Son!!!!!!