| Location | Liverpool |
| Age | 3 days |
| Cause of Death | Brain Haemorrage |
| Date of Birth | 23/04/2008 |
| Date of Death | 26/04/2008 |
| Visitors | 2,439 since 24/09/2008 |
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Our Cambob
We had always thought of two names in case we had children and loved the thought, in-fact cherish the thought of parenthood. With one back ground of being fostered then finally adopted and another in an unsettled life style we wanted to offer a child the chances we never had. We had been pregnant before Cambob and loved every minute of the pregnancy until a bleed to started late in the pregnancy and to loose this child was a blow to us. Not knowing the sex (out of choice) of the first baby, we called the baby Cassie it kind of reminded us of Casper and could fit either boy or girl. After this came the bitterness between us the wants and loss of the baby could of killed the now 6 year relationship. We were engaged to be married, but placed the wedding on hold for Cassie so the baby could have all it needed and more. Cassie Clayton-Bunday given to us my life itself and stolen the very same day R.I.P 21st January 2003 we love you.
This new pregnancy found us just before Christmas 2007 the 20th , we found out once again after many arguments over the last cycle date, only added to the joy we felt at last we had our chance feeling the loss of Cassie, relief of finally becoming parents the thoughts of grand parent hood was far from what was about to become. The fist scan pictures and anti natal appointments came and went all the excitement was building we posted to all our friends and family online to show how proud we are.
We had given doctors warnings about Cassie and they sent foe regular scans to keep up-to-date. All was well the last scan we had in April showed it was a boy and we had 26 weeks to go. But the babies head was too low to get the head diameter of the baby and we would need a second appointment no matter more scans we thought now looking at the baby we knew was a boy, our boys name could now be used excited to reveal to all again as well named him Cameron Robert Clayton-Bunday our soon to be baby boy. Over the next to weeks every bit of money went into the house we gave up everything we was doing to see after last time nothing was going to get at Cameron and all will be well.
After running a few messages I came home to find Samantha in pain she said she had lost a small amount of water and blood the midwife was called and we rushed her in, the journey and the hours that followed brought us back down to earth with a crash the familiar rooms and past thoughts leered through our brains we both looked at the place where Cassie had died just across the hall and died a little in drenched thoughts and panic. Scans showed the baby was healthy and the sac was intact, the world could not have kept our feet on the ground.
Yet we where not out of the woods yet this bleed was aparent but slow and we needed to find the source of the bleed. Feeling slightly better the baby was safe we where moved to the ward I had to go home, a few of my friends had got word and come to support us not able to come in I passed information out to them and they told people, I left Sam in the hospital feeling numb with mixed feeling of relief and worry about the bleed. Days past we spent the allowed time 8am to 8pm together side by side awaiting the results of each test and even more bleeding. A new scan was ordered by the consultant and was carried out. Sam was in pain through out. Although the scan could not be completed the little information the had told them yet again the sac was intact and all is well and small percentage of the placenta had come away and the bleed had been located this should slow but as a precaution they brought a paediatrician in to speak to us about how close Cameron was to the date of safe birth i.e. all organs are developed.
Only two days away from this date all was in the air as where we feeling high then low no physical beating would leave the mark on us like those days did, the consultant said although the scan was incomplete he could say that the bleed should slow and stop and will probably release the constipation she was having causing all this pain. The next day went well the bleed slowed to a halt the pains died away one more night we said as I left I kissed her and the small bump inside, told them both they are my world and left for home. I was awoken at 8 am the next morning with a phone call from to hospital telling me to come as quickly as possible as Cameron was on his way, I rushed to the hospital with mixed feelings would he survive and is he ok, I got to the hospital too late only to see Sam laying in bed asleep and very tired. I stood and watched for around ten minutes before I had the guts to wake her up to find out. Sam awoke looking round and spots me I asked how she was then swallowed and asked the question I was after, despite all he was alive and in intensive care. We were happy once again.
Cameron Robert Clayton-Bunday born 23rd April 2008 1lb 1oz
At 11 am I was to meet the new little man in my life I don’t know why I went the toilet around 10 times in the last hour before we could go in stopping to wash my face and hands. The nurse met us at the doors and showed us round the clinic then to Cameron’s bedside, the minute he heard our voices he twitched and pulled at the tiny wires laid around his body we cannot explain these feeling you just know when you have felt them. I looked in shock at the amount of wire and the beeps and injections of medicines keeping my Cambob alive right then and there I said that. That was my nick name for my new son. The next 72 hours where the test we where told if he could get though this he stands a good chance of surviving after that the odds only get better by the day right now the 72 hours are all that mattered the first 24 seen us with pictures and hope full scans, his first full nappy with a whopping 8ml of wee , there was a premature baby fund raiser going on in the lobby down stair we spent the last of the baby money buying him a few clothes knitted by the nanas of the charity it said.
Taking these clothes back to the ward and settling Sam in for the night I said good night to her and told her I was going to see the baby and going home. The next day was pretty much the same we sat with the baby all day and most of the evening.
On the 25th Sam requested to move to quieter private ward away from the busy hallways and rooms in maternity ward, so I left early so she could get some rest. There was also a dual party back at the house to celebrate our son being born into this world and my mates 24th birthday. I went and spent the last 20 minuets of time with him as a healthy yet very early baby. Almost as quick as I settled into the party and lost my money at poker a phone called followed to get to the hospital now. I went to meet Sam first and then took her to see our Cambob. His brain had hem ridged and had began to bleed out. we where told that this could be the end to prepare for the worst, we spent the time talking to him as he twitched his whole body in small fits as I reached out to hold his hand he grabbed mine and held it tight. Tears rolled down my cheeks I knew it wasn’t going to be long the bleed was big. We spent all our energy at his bed side telling him he was beautiful and we loved him no matter what, with a little part of me pleading to take me instead we went back to the room where we were brought tea and left to cry and deal with what was about to happen.
The next day we had to see the consultant about Cameron and see if the bleed was repairable, although we knew the answers to these questions the denial in your own mind sets in. we had discussed the night before through many tears that if life was not going to be comfortable to Cambob then we couldn’t make him go on seeing him fitting once every 2 mins like clockwork frightened and killed us a little each time. The appointment from hell was at hand before we could believe it.
We sat there and carried on till the end not thinking about what they would say, when the question comes around you never want to answer but the strength really dose come. The feeling of knowing you are about to turn the machines off that help him as there was no hope for any kind of life. After the conversations had finished and many questions unanswered, because besides the babies life all what’s gone before and how you got here doesn’t matter. We phoned both parents who came along with my brother who lost one the same way. We can’t say we haven’t mourned but the empty presence doesn’t fade in us only over time you manage a little more until you are back where you where be strong.
As our son lay dyeing in our arms we told him we loved him and to look after Cassie mum and dad will be there soon.
A short blessing was given to our child before he died and after by a local farther although not for us we needed to think there was some where for both of them. For now we keep them in in our hearts and minds
Cameron Robert Clayton-Bunday 26th April R.I.P aged 3 days
We love you always.
Samantha Lanning
Andrew Clayton-Bunday
We hope reading this can help others understand how they are feeling.
** HAPPY EASTER ANGELS **
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Meeting the Easter Bunny
by Rowena Bennett, 1930
On Easter morn at early dawn
before the cocks were crowing
I met a bob-tail bunnykin
and asked where he was going.
"Tis in the house and out the house
a-tispy, tipsy-toeing,
Tis round the house and 'bout the house
a-lighlty I am going."
"But what is that of every hue
you carry in your basket?"
"Tis eggs of gold and eggs of blue;
I wonder that you ask it.
"Tis chocolate eggs and bonbon eggs
and eggs of red and gray,
For every child in every house
on bonny Easter day."
He perked his ears and winked his eye
and twitched his little nose;
He shook his tail -- what tail he had --
and stood up on his toes.
"I must be gone before the sun;
the east is growing gray;
Tis almost time for bells to chime." --
So he hippety-hopped away.
Love and Hugs~Sylvie xxxxx
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❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ My Angel ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
Another family get together an occation we celebrate
giving family members chocolate, feeling rather great,
when deep down all we are doing is thinking of you
not being at our side again and missing you its true.
though there are lots of colorful flowers we can take to your side
where we laid you to rest and became our Angel Guide,
❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ My Angel ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
Maybe go to mass sunday and say a little prayer
for Easter is also religious when Jesus was taken up there,
we can also light a candle inside the church of God
drink his wine, smile at the priest, then give a slight nod.
for if their is anyone who knows, how we are feeling today
surely they will be in the church feeling the same way
❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ My Angel ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
So i guess this coming Easter we can all take a moment to think
of that precious moment in time you became the missing Link,
For your my Special Angel and i want you to be aware
no matter what time of year, your memories i will always share
and though deep inside of me, I hold an aching heart
I know in my heart of hearts we wont always be apart
❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ Easter Time ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAMERON - ROBERT
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Birthday Remembrance
Thinking of you on your birthday Cameron - Robert
But that is nothing new
For no day dawns and no day ends
Without a thought of you.
We cannot send a birthday card,
Your hand we cannot touch,
But God will take our greetings
To the one we love so much.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAMERON - ROBERT
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bigs hugs from me to you and your family
and friends that you miss you ever day but
in our hearts forever you will not be forgotin
all my love hugs and xxxx from me Sylvie
mommy of Samantha Belanger and
Granddaughter of Albert and Marie-Jeanne
Belanger take care bye for now.
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**ღ**ღ**ღ**ღ**ღ**ღ*THOSE WE LOVE **ღ**ღ**ღ**ღ
BIG HUGS CAMERON - ROBERT
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⋱♰⋰ Angel Day ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ Your Angel Day in Heaven ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ Many tears will fall for you ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ You touched so many loving hearts ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ There’s so many missing you ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ As you now live in paradise ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ Its Heaven up above stay ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ Close to all your loved ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ ones For it’s you they ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ miss and love ⋱♰⋰
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⋱♰⋰ bigs hugs from me to you and your ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ family and friends that you miss you ever day ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ but in our hearts forever you will not be ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ forgoten you take care love from me ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ Sylvie mommy of Samantha Belanger ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ and Granddaughter of Albert and ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ Marie-Jeanne Belanger take care ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ hugs and XXXX bye for now good ⋱♰⋰
⋱♰⋰ night ⋱♰⋰
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♥ ♥ ♥ Angel Day bigs hugs from me to you and your family and friends that you miss you ever day but in our hearts forever take care love you bye for now hugs love from me.♥ ♥ ♥
Little Children
God makes little children
He makes them every day
And though He loves them dearly
He gives them all away.
He gives each to an angel
And says take baby down
To such and such a mother
In such and such a town.
Or such and such a cottage
In such and such a place.
He gives the angel with it
A big soul full of grace.
God does so love those children
It's all that He can do
To let the Angel take them
But he loves the mother's too.
And so he says I'll lend you
This little one of mine
The angel folds it's love
About the special gift divine.
The angel watches over
The child both day and night
So glad to see that lovely soul
All shining in God's light
God makes so many children
And every now and then
He seems to want one specially
We don't know why or when
He whispers to its Angel
Bring the child back to me
The angel sees a lovely sight
That someday we may see
It sees the souls of mothers
And fathers in God's light
Offering him tiny children
Whose souls are shining bright
God does so love those children
Whos souls are never dim
And how he loves those parents
Who give them back to him
Read at Kierans Funeral
Miss Me But Let Me Go
When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me,
I want no tears in a gloom-filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little – But not for long
And not with your head bowed low,
Remember the love that we once shared,
Miss me – But let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take,
And each must go alone,
It’s all a part of the Master’s plan
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to your friends that we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good works,
Miss me – But let me go.
Perhaps if we could see the splendour of the land
To which our loved ones are called from you and me,
We’d understand
Perhaps if we could hear the welcome they receive
From old familiar voices all so dear
We would not grieve.
Perhaps if we could know the reason why they went
We’d smile and wipe away the tears that flow
We’d wait content
Miss me – But let me go
What kind of place would heaven be with all its streets of gold, if all the souls, that dwell up there like yours and mine, were old? How strange would heaven’s music sound when harps begin to ring, if children were not gathered ‘round to help the angels sing. The children that God sends to us are only just a loan, He knows we need their sunshine to make the house a home. We need the inspiration of a baby’s blessed smile. He doesn’t say they’ve come to stay, just lends them for a while. Sometimes it takes them years to do the work for which they come. Sometimes in just a month or two our Father calls them home. I like to think some souls up there bear not one sinful scar. I love to think of heaven as a place where children are.
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A Birthday In Heaven - Author Unknown
I heard you crying yesterday,
And felt your heart-sent love.
So I’m sending you this message
Now, from Heaven up above.
You’re wondering if I’ll celebrate
My birthday (way up here).
I know you’re missing me today
I feel your essence near.
God planned a special day for me,
He told me with a wink.
He’d ordered me a special cake
(It’s Angel food, I think).
Balloons will fill the streets for me,
They float up through the clouds.
And we have lots of friends up here
That make us laugh out loud.
There is a birthday carousel,
Jewelled horses ride the wind,
With music playing, oh so sweet…
The magic never ends.
I’ve made so many friends, you see
We laugh and play and sing.
We ride our bikes and play the fool
And sleep in Angel’s wings.
But we don’t blow out our candles here
Instead, they light the skies.
*For Sam & Andrew*
An Angel Never Dies
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Don't let them say, I wasn't born
That something stopped my heart
I felt each tender squeeze you gave
I've loved you from the start.
Although my body you can't hold,
It doesn't mean I'm gone.
This world was worthy, not of me
God chose that I move on.
I know the pain that drowns your soul,
What you are forced to face.
You have my word, I'll fill your arms
Someday we will embrace.
You'll hear that it was "meant to be,
God doesn't make mistakes"
But that won't soften your worst blow..
Or make your heart not ache.
I'm watching over all you do,
another child you'll bear.
Believe me when I say to you,
That I am always there.
There will come a time, I promise you
When you will hold my hand,
Stroke my face and kiss my lips
And then you'll understand.
Although, I've never breathed your air,
Or gazed into your eyes
That doesn't mean I never "was"
An Angel Never Dies........
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*♥felt love, thoughts & blessings always for both of you & your two precious Angels~Cassie & Cambob~Thinking of you all~Sue~xXx~♥*
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