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Originally Posted by Proud Mommy  Amen!
I would have already fallen apart if it wasn't for you amazing women! I came to this site hoping to find one or two people to keep an eye out for my precious boy, what I have received is something of a working miracle. I cannot describe the feelings I have for everyone of you. Each of you have invested time into this community and you have made strong bonds with each other... I see it in the posts. I am new here and you have each treated me like an old friend. I would like to share a little about myself and why my bond to my dear Zeke is so strong. For the past fourteen years I have been wife and mother. I lost my identity along the way which I know happens to a lot of moms. I have wanted a Yorkshire Terrier all my life. I always said when I grew up I would get one. Well, I gave birth to my first child in 1993. This was not the time for a brand new puppy, so I waited. As Christopher got older my dream of getting my Yorkie was nearing. He was finally old enough to be trusted around such a small dog so I began searching for a breeder in our area. Before I could find a breeder I was surprised by the news that I was three months pregnant. So I thought great another seven years! So again I waited. This time however was a little different. My baby Cayden was three years old. In November of 2005 I almost died from internal bleeding due to a disease I did not know I had. I had to have several transfusions and was in the hospital for a couple weeks. I finally was released but it was short lived... a week latter I was back in the hospital with more bleeding. In just four months I had been hospitalized so many times the nurses knew me by name. I have Crohnes Disease and it is a chronic, incurable disease but with medication and/or surgery partial control is possible. For some reason the doctors could not get my bleeding to stop and I was on a lot of medication. In March I decided I was not going to wait any longer for my Yorkie. I know at the time this was very selfish of me because I was only thinking of myself. I was afraid I may die and I did not want to leave without ever having my Yorkie. I wanted a little girl so bad because I have two sons and never had a daughter and I wanted my girl. I found an add in the paper that day and drove out to see them... she had two boys no girls. For some reason when I picked up Zeke I could not put him down. Even though I knew I did not want a boy something drew me to him. I left there with him. I had not told my husband of my intentions. I think the saying goes... better to ask for forgiveness then for permission... I was taking that route. I had been reading my Bible and happened to be in the book of Ezekiel, to make it more dog friendly I shortened it to Zeke. After I got him I went into the hospital once more ( which my husband snuck him in for me  ) I have never been back I have been in remission since April of 2006. He is my angel, he always made everyday wonderful. I woke up every morning to licky faces as I call them and we went about our business together everyday. I now have a huge hole in my heart and I do not feel like the same person I was. I miss him so much my body aches. I know this was long and you guys are probably thinking, and why did we need to know all this, but I could not think of any other way to express the immensity in which I am so humbly grateful for everything you guys are doing for Zeke and I. |
Please let me know if I can help you in any way possible. PM me for anything.Your story has really touched my heart. I pray that your baby is returned to u.