Baxter Tribe

I have been neighbours with Shanah,Shaun and Peggy for 3 years now.  We have shared laughter, chocolate and prayer  many times. In my hours of darkness, Shanah was the friendly loving person that would often lift my spirit from it's hole with prayer and comfort so I could function again. She has been an inspiration to many with her courage and faith.
I want to raise funds for her family to lift the financial burdens of a funeral for Tobias. She will be unable to continue with her home business while she grieves and processes her loss. A single income will cause more difficulties in everyday life for them all.
The following is her story:
Story written by Shanah -

This week I was showing Peggy photos of her when she was a baby. She then looked at me and asked if we could take baby Toby to the hospital so that the doctors can make him all better... how do I explain to her that he’s not getting better, that she can cuddle him for a couple days then he’ll be gone... forever...
32 weeks pregnant, and reality is starting to hit. Contacting funeral homes, waking up completely crippled by my approaching due date, grieving the death of my son before he’s even born.
I’m out of prayers, I just beg for healing, that his heart would miraculously grow and that this would all go away.
People ask me how I’m going... well some days I feel numb, some days I can laugh and enjoy myself, and then some days I feel like my heartache is going to kill me.
How do I cope when my breast are filled with milk, but have no baby to feed? When Peggy asks me where baby Toby is? When I have to watch my pregnant friends enjoy their babies?
This Easter I’m reminded of my only hope, Jesus. That he will keep Tobias safe with him until he brings me home too. I’m reminded of the fact that my suffering won’t compare to the joy of what’s to come.
I don’t mean to be a depressing basket case, but I do hope you remember to enjoy those around you this long weekend. Appreciate what you have and try not to sweat the small stuff.