#my infant death

[mrkismet]

[rustic-space-fiddle]

Forgive me.

[pierppasolini]

Muerte en la Playa (1991) // dir. Enrique Gómez Vadillo

[diamondcitydarlin]

"All hail to the Realm of Raj!"

AMC's Interview with the Vampire 01x07

[soultravel-g]

˗ˋˏ‎♡ˎˊ˗ infant everyday lookbook ˗ˋˏ‎♡ˎˊ˗

👶🏻 skin ♡ eyebrows ♡ eyes ♡ eyes preset

♡ 01. Headband | pacifier | Romper (Life & Death) | Jaws Slides

♡ 02. Headband | Dress | Boots

♡ 03. Dress&Leggings (Life & Death) | Shoes

‎♡ 04. Dress&Leggings (Life & Death)

♡ Thank you to the CC Creators! ♡

[sojourner-between-worlds]

If you need me I'll be chewing on the fact that, yes, the other eight uses are in Exodus and are about the Tabernacle tapestries and in the New Testament our bodies are called the temple of the Lord

[lezstat]

distracting myself from the ep7 pain soo…girrrl dads!

[sixpossumsinaclownsuit]

Coming from someone who first heard Just A Man from the trending audio in the art/oc/animatic community, the lyrics are sheer fuckin' poetry and magnificent... but there is ZERO preparation for the fact that the song is about INFANTICIDE—

[liauditore]

dug up some old art of a webcomic concept I was really attached to circa 2022. veryyy tempted to have a try and reviving it now that I'm a little more accustomed to managing scope

extra stuff unrelated to the above but from the same project. just to further cement the vibe of the whole thing (heed the tags!)

(spot the life series cameos^^)

Alot of this stuff was for what I planned to be my graduation film at the time, but due to several factors one of which being covid it was a really stressful time and I ended up pretty much not finishing it. That semester left me with a lot of bad associations with these characters and their story, which was probably the main contributing reason I ended up not being able to look them in the eye for ages. Which is very ironic considering this was supposed to be my relatively less ambitious "starter" webcomic.

Now that it's been awhile though the nostalgia's starting to sink in and I find myself thinking about hehe my OCs <3 <3 again. But at the same time oh, the horrors..... the horrors I experienced............

Kicks rocks. whatever man. Maybe one day

[beausmom1214]

Today (December 14th, 2024) was your birthday, you would have been 5 yrs old today. It has been half a decade since God welcomed you into Heaven and made a special place there just for YOU, my sweet baby boy….and someday I hope you will be showing it all to me with nothing but excitement and joy, as I join you and all our loved ones in that special place. When the time is right I can’t wait to get there, wherever it is, simply bc it means I will finally get to meet you, little one. You are my first born son, the only child of mine that I’ve ever held in my arms and the only soul I’ve ever met that I’ve ever loved so much, even before I got to hold you. And saying goodbye (for now) was the single most difficult life experience I’ve ever, ever had. It was so devastating to lose you, to finally get to see you but knowing your gorgeous little eyes would never get to open and see me. It’s been 5 yrs and I still think about you every single day, son….i wonder about the little man you would be growing up to be, & dream of what your future on earth could have held in store for you. I know in my heart you would be making me so very proud, and would have lived your life to the fullest, & loved with all you had in your great big heart…and the world would have loved you so much. I know because I love you so much, more love than I’ve ever felt for anyone before, and my love for you is so strong and runs so deeply through me that I know I will love you with my whole heart for the rest of my entire life (and even after that, always and forever). I know that God made a special spot for you, and I am so proud to know without a doubt that my son is sitting right there beside Him and helping Him in any way he can. I know your heart, because I made it, & helped it grow, beat by beat, right here next to mine. I know how much love you have to offer the world, and I know you are using that love and intense passion to help others, even from the other side. I know you are making me so proud and helping others find happiness as much as you can bc it is what you would have loved to do. You have a heart of gold and are so blessed to be in the presence of God and all of his Grace, fulfilling your noble purpose right there amongst all of the angels. I miss you so much, every single day. Losing you left such a huge wake of emptiness and sorrow in my life. Everything would be so different if you were still here, my sweet boy. I hope you had the best 5th birthday today in Heaven that any little boy has ever known. I hope you are happy, and I hope you are looking forward to the day when we will finally be reunited as much as I am looking forward to it. I am so proud to be your Mom, and I love you with all my heart. Happy Birthday, Beau Maverick, my sweet little angel in Heaven. Take good care of Brown Doggie and Miss Gaia, and Rosie the snake. Love them with all your heart, and care for them as best you would care for any of God’s creatures, and they will love you immensely right back, and someday we can all be together again. I’ll be here waiting for that day.

[dreamfilleddonuts]

You call an autistic coded character a child because you see autism as inherently childlike. I call that autistic coded character MY child because in loving them, I am learning to love a core part of myself and see myself as capable as I see that character. We are not the same.

[iliveinprocrasti-nationn]

one of the most beautiful things is the comment section when someone talks about losing a baby because there are so many people of all ages going “don’t worry my child is up there too and they’ll play with her till you get there” or “my sister had two kids and passed away so she’ll take care of her in the mean time” or “my parent is up there so she’ll have a grandma/grandpa waiting for her”. genuinely sobbing over this

[calikitters]

this song makes me so unwell because it is sooooo quintessentially pjo like every character has a line here it's insane I'm sobbing so hard

[obsessivecelestial]

New OC! Icarus!!

I don’t have a full backstory, only tiny snippets that need more time and context- he was only born just yesterday, so

Here he is with color! :D

A few details I do have:

- he can’t speak! He communicates through telepathy BUT only when he’s looking somebody in the eye!

- he was created using unknown magic and/or star power, he was made with the intentions of being nothing more than a guinea pig to test magic and other similar things on! :D

- He has a very ‘idc’ and unresponsive personality and he’s fairly apathetic after decades of tests and desensitization to constantly being used and abused!

Uh, bit of a heavy subject for this one ;w;

But I really really wanted to do something tragic for him rather than the usual ‘evil creator’ or something. So- don’t take this wanting lightly!!!

[caer-gai]

"Do it for them."

(The flowers are supposed to be anemones (forsakeness) and begonia (warning))

For @queer-ragnelle 's May Day Parade, prompt 1 the morbid month of May/Mordred =)

[sojourner-between-worlds]

Today is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day. I had planned to post on Facebook today but, in the end, I couldn't bring myself to do it. I did write something though, and I don't want it to go to waste sitting in my google docs, so I guess ya'll on tumblr dot com get it instead.

To anyone reading this who has lost a baby: I see you. You're not as alone as you feel.

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July 24th was one of the best days of my life.

August 27th was one of the worst.

God had finally blessed us with a baby -- and then He took them home just the same.

Early miscarriage is a funny thing. Not many people know yet so, unless you tell them, they’ll never know anything has changed. It’s just you, your empty arms, and your grief. Nothing to see here; just move along.

And it’s not fair. There’s a crib in the basement we never put together, waiting to be used, and clothes from my sisters that my mother stored for years, waiting to be worn, and there they wait still.

We don't talk about it because it hurts and, at the very least, then they can't pity us.

And it’s not right. Every life -- no matter how short -- was a life hand-crafted by God, their brief days ordained by the same One who holds the entire universe in place. And we hide that precious soul away like it’s a dark secret we shouldn’t talk about.

The reality is this: I am a mama, and [husband] is a dad, and we have a baby we love dearly that we won’t get to meet this side of Heaven.

The days we had with our baby were few, but that time wasn't for nothing. That life wasn’t for nothing. Our love for them wasn’t for nothing.

They still matter -- to us, and to God.

So to the baby who never made it into our arms: we loved you then, and we love you still.

And we always will.