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It's been almost four years since my daughter was stillborn. It's been almost four years since I went home without my baby. A day I wish I could forget. And somehow, I remember that day like it was yesterday. On that day, I changed out of my hospital gown and packed up my belongings. I…
After our daughter, Dorothy, was stillborn we wasted no time in finding a therapist. To be completely honest, it was fear that drove me to make the initial call. I was terrified of what would happen to myself, my husband, and our marriage if we did not seek help. I knew we did not have…
Continue reading ➞ After The Death Of Our Baby, Attending Couples Therapy Helped Our Marriage Thrive
I always imagined myself the mother of multiple children. It seemed like a simple enough task. If I wanted two or more children in my family, then all I needed to do was get pregnant, have a baby and repeat the process as desired. As it turns out, getting pregnant has very little to do…
Continue reading ➞ Please Don’t Make Me Choose Between My Child Who Died And My Child Who Lives
Every year, for the past 3 years, I find myself in the greeting card aisle. I stand there wanting to buy a birthday card for my daughter who was stillborn. Nervously scanning the rows of cards and looking for a label that says something like "Birthday For Child From Grieving Parent." Every time I walk…
Continue reading ➞ I Wish Hallmark Made A Birthday Card For My Child Who Died
Losing my daughter has changed the way I think. I don’t just mean my perspective on life has changed, I mean the actual cognitive process of thinking. I have grief brain. Grief brain is what happens to your exhausted mind after the loss of a loved one. I’m not sure how much scientific evidence there…
So many people are comforted by the idea that everything happens for a reason. For every bad moment that life delivers, there's a lesson to be learned. I get why people think this way. It's a lot easier to accept life's hardships if we know something good will come from it. It's a nice theory…
I was once brave enough to ask a friend why she stopped talking to me when my daughter died. She responded that she couldn't reach out to me because my daughter's death was so hard on her. It was too much for her to deal with. To that "friend" and every other person who turned…
Continue reading ➞ I Know It Was Hard For Everyone When My Baby Died–It Was Hard For Me Too
It's Halloween night and the doorbell rings. You grab the bowl of candy and head to greet your trick-or-treaters. As the door swings open, you hear the rustle of plastic bags and the thudding of plastic pails awaiting their prize. "Trick or treat!" their voices chime and you smile as you pass out candy to…