Stop CMV-Nebraska

Stop CMV-Nebraska Raising awareness for CYTOMEGALOVIRUS (CMV)

11/24/2025

The holiday season is quickly approaching, bringing loved ones together to celebrate. And as families gather, it’s easier for contagious viruses to spread, putting vulnerable groups at risk. Thankfully, widespread vaccination prevents these diseases from spreading and keeps everyone healthy.

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11/24/2025
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11/22/2025

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This Sunday, Las Vegas Raiders GM John Spytek will take the field in spirit—honoring his late daughter and raising awareness for congenital CMV through the NFL’s My Cause My Cleats campaign.
His cleats tell a story of love, loss, and hope—a story shared by thousands of families impacted by CMV.
Join us in celebrating John’s tribute and amplifying his message: Every child matters. Every family deserves support.�� Learn more about CMV and how you can help at nationalcmv.org

11/11/2025

Let’s bust some myths. CMV is more common—and more serious—than most people realize. Swipe through to separate fact from fiction and help us spread real awareness.

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03/10/2022

This!

“It took my breath away.”

I’ll never forget when I truly experienced my breath being taken away.

My breathing was shallow as they searched for Laurelai’s heartbeat on the fetal doppler and then became more and more shallow as they searched for a sign of life on the ultrasound machine.

The first time my breath was taken away?

It happened when my doctor muttered those four life changing words.

“There is no heartbeat.”

I inhaled with shock. The shock of a new reality.

In that very moment, I truly realized the meaning of loss.

My breathing stayed shallow up until I saw her. Where I again had my breath taken away.

There was a bitter beauty about this time. She was perfect and I remember feeling an overwhelming feeling of guilt that I was still breathing when she wasn’t.

That last inhale I took before I lost her has never fully been breathed back out. I live in the inhale of all of the lost moments…the lost life that I get flashes of on a day to day basis.

And I feel like I won’t be able to fully breathe again until I see her again. My breathing will forever be shallow until I take my last.

So for now, as I live my life without my beautiful baby I wait…

I wait until I can breathe again.

-Hailey Ricks
Stillborn Still Loved Foundation







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03/10/2022

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When I say that my daughter died, people will often respond: “I’m sorry I didn’t know.”

Their response makes me smile in that sad sort of way because it reminds me that when my baby died, there was so much I didn’t know.

I didn’t know it was possible to keep breathing when your baby’s breaths have suddenly stopped.

I didn’t know it was still possible for a baby to be stillborn.

I didn’t know that a life could end before it really began.

I didn’t know that you could hold your baby after they died.

I didn’t know how hard you could fall in love with someone who’s already missing.

I didn’t know they made hats that tiny.

I didn’t know how hard it would be to watch them leave in a nurse’s arms knowing they would never come back.

I didn’t know how much paperwork is involved in deciding what to do with your child’s remains.

I didn’t know what it would be like to leave the hospital with a box of memories instead of a baby.

I didn’t know that your baby can get a death certificate without getting a birth certificate.

I didn’t know they made urns so small.

I didn’t know how comforting and heartbreaking it would be to have that tiny urn on my nightstand.

I didn’t know they made so many different kinds of sympathy cards.

I didn’t know how uncomfortable I can make people by simply stating my truth.

I didn’t know how much one person can cry.

I didn’t know there were so many excuses for avoiding a person just because their baby died.

I didn’t know it was possible to live life when it felt like it already ended.

There was so much I didn’t know about having a dead baby and now, I do.

To those who don’t know what it’s like to lose your baby, consider it your privilege.

If you don’t know what it’s like to have your baby die then please don’t judge us for how we are living after our loss. You don’t need to know exactly what I’m feeling in order to love me and care for me.

Because once upon a time, I didn’t know what it was like either.

Now, I have no choice but to figure it out.

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10/09/2021

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October is Month and we're spreading awareness by sharing things that bereaved parents from our community wished their family, friends, and acquaintances knew. RTZ's vision during and always, is that every family experiencing pregnancy and infant loss will have access to resources, social support, and informed professional care to empower families to live a meaningful and hopeful life.⁠

If you're a bereaved parent, visit the parent portion of our website for resources, support, retreat information and more at rtzhope.org/parents⁠

If you know someone who has experienced the loss of their baby, we have resources, suggestions, and information on how to best support them at rtzhope.org/family⁠

If you're a provider that cares for bereaved families, we've put together information, education and resources at rtzhope.org/providers⁠

You can also access our entire website and resources by visiting rtzhope.org

10/04/2021

Research has shown that 80% of symptomatic babies don't get diagnosed with CMV.
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This highlights the need for more complete identification and .

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