No parent should have to choose between grieving the child who died and parenting the child who lived.

Please Don’t Make Me Choose Between My Child Who Died And My Child Who Lives

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…

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My Advice To The Person Who Is Pregnant–Take Your Picture

I'm not one to issue advice, especially when no one's asking. I am especially hesitant to offer advice to a person when they are a pregnant, but I do have something I need to say. If you are pregnant, I want you to take the picture. No matter how far into your pregnancy you may…

7 Ways To Include the Grieving Mother On Mother’s Day

My first Mother's Day was a lonely one. It had been only 2 months since my daughter was stillborn and while I wasn't exactly expecting an endless stream of cards and well-wishers, I was expecting something. After all, I was a mother. The day came and went with very little reach-out from friends and family.…

Mothers Are Not Made By The Babies They Hold–Mothers Are Made By The Babies They Love

Why do we wait to hand out the title of mother? Why is a woman carrying a child only thought of as a mom-to-be. It's as if she won't be a mother until she's up all night with a crying baby or her house is strewn with toys and dirty laundry. Like she must earn…

Why I’m Leaving The Cards On The Shelf This Mother’s Day

Last year on Mother's Day, I was walking through the grocery store when I ended up in the greeting card aisle. I was there for an anniversary card for my parents, but I glanced over at the Mother's Day cards and saw that the selection was completely picked over. A few random cards remained and…

Welcoming Life–My Story Of Giving Birth To A Living Baby After Stillbirth

All throughout my pregnancy with Frances, I was so focused on whether she would be born alive, that I had given very little thought as to HOW she would be born. My husband, Mike, and I had talked a little bit about what that day might look like but I had made no decisions about…

The Mental Load Of The Grieving Mother

I do not consider myself to be busier than any other mother I know. I'm sure we all have the same sinks piled high with dishes, the same stack of bills, and the same pick-up/drop-off schedules to coordinate. There are the same doctor's appointments to schedule, the same load of laundry that's been washed three…