Eoin Butler

2007 - 2007
LocationDublin
Age1 day
Date of Birth17/10/2007
Date of Death18/10/2007
Visitors3,316 since 21/10/2007
Creator

Eoin Butler, our precious baby, was born at 9.38pm on 17th October 2007, in the Coombe Women's
Hospital, Dublin.

At his 22 week antenatal scan, Eoin was diagnosed with bilateral renal agenesis (no kidneys). So for
three months, we waited for his arrival both with anticipation and excitement at the thought of
meeting him, and also with great sadness, knowing that he wouldnt be with us for long after birth.

He arrived unexpectedly, and showed us how strong he was, fighting to be with us for over two
precious hours. And he was perfect. Gorgeous curly red hair, little button nose and mouth, and the
most perfect little hands and feet.

He died very peacefully in his mum's arms in the early hours of 18th October 2007.

Eoin, you are so precious and so loved. We were lucky to have five very special hours with you. We
will miss you forever.

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Please help us remember Eoin by donating to his memorial fund at
http://www.mycharity.ie/events/eoinbutler.

All funds are donated electronically to the Jack and Jill Children's Foundation, a charity which
helps very sick babies and their families.

Thank you.

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We remember him

In the rising of the sun and its going down,
we remember him.
In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter,
we remember him.
In the blueness of the sky and in the warmth of summer,
we remember him.
In the rustling of leaves and the beauty of autumn,
we remember him.
In the beginning of the year and when it ends,
we remember him.
When we are lost and sick at heart,
we remember him.
When we have joys we yearn to share,
we remember him.
So long as we live, he will live,
for he is part of us.
And we remember him.


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If I could I'd want you here with me.
If I could change one thing,
that's what it would be.
If I could hold you to my heart
Let you know you were loved right from the start.

If I could we'd watch some flowers grow.
If I could we'd make angels in the snow.
If I could we'd run barefoot in the sand.
If I could I'd hold your little hand.
If I could we'd wave at passing trains.
Let our tongues feel drops of falling rain.
If I could together we'd fly a kite,
We'd give it a face and paint it all bright.

If I could change one thing,
that's what it would be
To have you here with me again.


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Recent Gifts

Recent Tributes


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Remember Me

Remember me as the warm feeling
that comes from glowing fires,
And the joyous sound of laughter
Or as a smile that never tires.
Remember me as the brightest star
That shines at night in the dark,
And as the early dawn song
That is sung by the morning lark.
Remember me as the soft snow
That glistens in the winter sun,
And as the summer flowers
As they blossom one by one.
Remember me as the rivers
That flow down towards the seas,
Or as the gentle moving branches
That are swaying in the breeze.
Remember me as the morning mist
That lays silent over the land,
And as the sea as it ripples
Gently over the sand.
Remember me as soft music
Or the flickering of candle light,
And as the daily setting sun
That turns each day to night.
Remember me a little each day
And dont think of me as vain,
Remember me as everythin beautiful
Until we meet again.

Auntie Gems December 24, 2007

Little Eoin

Thinking of you both over the next few days. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. I pray and hope that Louis is looking after Eoin. What a beautiful boy.

Happy Christmas, darling Eoin. Alice XX

Alice December 23, 2007

Eoin my beautiful baby. It has been two months since we met you for the first time - in many ways it seems like only yesterday. I miss you so much. xxxxx

Pauline Butler (Mum) December 17, 2007

Prayers and thoughts

Pauline

My prayers and thoughts to you all on the most sad and tragic loss of your beautiful son, Eoin. May he dance joyfully in play with the other angels in God's eternal garden. Sadly, He always picks the most prettiest of flowers.

Peace be with you all
Lynda Wilson
Mother of Elliott Beaumont, born sleeping with Potters Syndrome, Jan 14, 2000.

Lynda Wilson (Fellow bereaved mother from the Potters Syndrome Forum) December 2, 2007

so sorry

just a tribute to little eoin and to hope he looking down on you to give you strenght i lost my baby on the 28th oct and the pain is still raw, but be comforted you had a few hours to spend with your little eoin may the angels keep him safe and may david and eoin be happy in heaven xxxx

Pauline Lawless (just someone sharing your pain) November 22, 2007

Our precious Eoin

You were so small, so beautiful, so full of hope and promise.
What a blessing you have been to all of us, what a precious gift.

You taught us to love, to hope beyond expectation.
You helped us find inner strength we never knew we had.
You drew us together in our anxiety, in our moments of despair and sadness, in our happiness and in our delight.

Your life ended so soon. Much too soon. We cried so much. We still cry for you and for what might have been. The pain will never go away.

You opened up a whole new world for us. You made us feel things we have never felt before. But now you have gone, our hearts are empty. We will never be the same again.

But the love you brought into our lives will live forever.
Thank you for the love we would never have known, but for you and your brief hours with us. Thank you Eoin, our precious child. You will always live in our hearts.

Pauline Butler (Mum) November 18, 2007

One month ago today

My precious Eoin,

One month ago today we met you for the first time, after all those months of waiting. Such a special day, I will never forget it. I'll be thinking of you tonight, remembering those precious hours that we had with you. We love you and miss you so much.

Pauline Butler (Mum) November 17, 2007

For You Eoin

Tonight I'll read for you 'Goodnight Moon'
Tomorrow I'll sing for you 'Where do Little Ladies Go'
a song written for your great-great grandmother.

Then I'll tell you about the first time I met your mum.
She is everything you would want in a mother...
A smile to warm the coldest heart...
The face of an angel...and a voice....
But then you already know the sound of her voice,
the beat of her heart and the warmth of her touch.

And then I'll tell you stories about your daddy
when he was a little boy.
The one about his first night away from home.
And about the time we waited in the cold for hours and hours to see Santy.
One of a kind is your dad. Smart and sensitive with a wicked sense of humor. You couldn't help but adore him. I do.

I could tell you stories about your amazing grandparents whose love for you is immeasurable. Where would I begin?

Some day Nadia will sing for you the old Mulvey favorite
'If someone in the city doesn't want a little kitty'...
passed down by your great-grandmother Rosie.
Better still, she'll get all the kids to sing it for you
Our dear beautiful little Eoin.

Anne (Keith) November 14, 2007

I'm so sorry for the loss of your little boy. What a lovely tribute you have done for Eoin. My Cianán died at 3 days old nearly 5yrs ago. I remember your pain so well. I have the Snowdrop poem done on a special card at home. Here is my other favourite poem for our little boy, I hope you like it too.

'These are my footprints, so perfect and so small. These tiny footprints, never touched the ground at all.

Not one tiny footprint, for now I have my wings. These tiny footprints were meant for other things.

You will hear my tiny footprints, in the patter of the rain. Gentle drops like angels tears, of joy and not from pain.

You will see my tiny footprints, in each butterflies' lazy dance. I'll let you know I'm with you, if you give me just a chance.

You will see my tiny footprints, in the rustle of the leaves. I will whisper names into the wind, and call each one that grieves.

Most of all, these tiny footprints, are found in mummy's heart, cause even though I'm gone now, we'll never truly part.'

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Emma Boon November 14, 2007

Love you Always Precious Grandson Eoin

We thought of you with Love today,

but that is nothing new.

We thought about you yesterday, and

the day before that, too.

We think of you in silence, and

often speak your name.

All we have are memories,

and your picture in a frame.

Your memory is our keepsake

with which we'll never part.

God has you in his keeping,

we have you in our hearts.



Love you always special one

Nanny & Grandad xxxxxx

Nanny And Grandad November 12, 2007
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