I am Nathaniel's mother . I conceived in December 2004. He was born just 6 short months later. He was born, not lost. I gave birth to him and I gave him life. But he wasn't ready. His lungs weren't ready. He died 9 1/2 hours later, laying in my arms. I buried my son. He now lies under the oak tree with his great grandfather. No one really thinks of me as a mom, but I am Nathaniel's mother.