Millie O'Brien

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Millie was born on Wednesday 2 august 2006 and fell asleep on Wednesday 27 September 2006 aged 8
weeks.
she lived in newton heath with her Mummy and Daddy, Louise and John and her brother and sister,
Daniel and Lucy.
Millie also has a baby brother called Louie, he is 7mnths old and another brother called jack who
was born 5 wks ago ♥
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I would like to apologize to everyone for not lighting candles anymore, i really cant cope with
coming on here like i used to. my pain is getting worse and worse with each passing day and being on
here makes it worse at the moment. your angels are always in my thoughts and a big big thank-you for
still taking the time to visit Millie's site and light her a candle and leave tributes and pictures.
its such a comfort that even though I feel like iv abandoned her I know all my gts friends are still
here for her. from the bottom of my heart thank-you.

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I would like to thank each and every person who has lit candles and left tributes for my little girl
it means so much to me. so a big THANK-YOU.
my thoughts are with all of you and your angels.♥


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Millie was born 8 weeks early after a very difficult pregnancy(i suffered with ante-natal
depression, quite severely) there were no special care beds available at my local hospital so we
were sent to Rochdale, its not actually that far but it felt like a million miles away. my labor was
over in minutes once id started to push, in fact it was only one push. I only got to hold my
beautiful baby girl for a couple of minutes before she was taken to s.c.b.u. Having two other
children at home it was impossible for me to stay in hospital and was discharged two days later. I
spent most of my time traveling back and forth rather than with Millie, every day the nurses were
trying to get her transferred to Manchester. I specifically told the nurses that I wanted to be the
one to give her her first bath once she was out of the incubator. I arrived at the hospital one day
to find a nurse that I didn't really very much like was looking after Millie, she informed me very
matter of factly that she'd bathed Millie that morning. I couldn't believe my ears. it was clearly
stated in her notes mum to give first bath all I remember thinking at the time was what if anything
ever happens to her and I never gave her her first bath that thought still haunts me to this day.
After 14 days Millie was finally transferred back to Manchester and came home from there two days
later. it was so nice to actually spend all my time with her, I'd get up at 6am to feed her and I'd
stay up then an just lie on the couch with her, I really treasure those times I had on my own with
her. On Tuesday 26 Sep id been shopping with Millie and my other daughter Lucy, I cooked the tea and
waited for my partner (John) to come home. after tea I cleaned up an got the kids ready for bed, the
usual things. i don't remember what it was even about but john and I argued later on that evening
and I stormed off to bed. I didn't even give my baby a kiss. I just took it for granted I'd be able
to kiss her in the morning. The next thing I knew I was being woken by screams. it was 6am and my
baby was gone. the rest is pretty much a blur, there were ambulance, police, c.i.d. family coming to
take the other children. john went in the ambulance with Millie and I stayed behind with the police.
they took her bedding and bottles and questioned me. i know they have these procedures in place for
the poor little children that are murdered, but its so distressing for innocent people. I felt as
tho it was happening to someone else an I was stood by just watching. i never thought it was
possible to feel so numb. the worst thing was when they said they had to do a post mortem. they
wanted to cut my baby up and i couldn't even stop them. i took so many photos of her head before
they did it. I'm not even sure why I did that. it was 9 days before we got to lay our baby to rest.
she had a beautiful white horse an carriage and the horses were called diamond an bob,(how
appropriate when Millie is my little diamond bobbing in the sky) her flowers were beautiful too. I
imagined that I would hold it together till she was lowered into the ground as I thought that would
be the worst part. wrong. the moment I saw the cars pull up and they came in wanting to seal the
coffin, my heart crumbled into a million pieces. I had to put my baby in that box knowing that never
again would I see her, smell her, touch her, kiss her. even now I cant think about that moment
without crying. in my head I kept telling her that i didn't want to do it, but I had to. its coming
up to two yrs now since Millie died and not a day goes by where I don't think about her or long to
hold her.
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The following poem was read by my partner at our babys funeral.

O precious, tiny sweet little one
you will always be to me
so perfect, pure and innocent
just as you were meant to be.
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We dreamed of you and your life
and all that you would be
we waited and we longed for you
to join our family
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We never had the chance to play
to laugh to rock to wiggle
we long to hold you, touch you
and listen to you giggle
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She'll always be your mother
i'll always be your dad
you'll always be our child
the child that we had
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but now you're gone
and yet you're here
you are our sorrow and our joy
there's love in every tear
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just know our love goes deep and strong
we will forget you never
the child we had, but never had
and yet will have forever.
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This is also the inscription on millies headstone.

The following poem was read out at millies funeral
by my friend michelle.

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Like a flower whose tender petals never quite uncurled,
the child God gave us did not live to grow up in this world.
she did not stay to face the bitter winds of destiny,
but in our hearts, she left a sweet and fragrant memory.

In some other garden with the pain of life unknown,
safe within the fathers care, our little one has grown.........
but though we count the passing years,
the bud does not unclose, for to us,
she will always be........
a rosebud, never a rose...

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Thankyou for taking the time to read my story and thankyou to everybody for the lovely tributes and
candles. they are a great comfort to me. ♥


Please light a candle for my precious baby girl. xxx