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Dear Courageous Mama, I want you to know that I love you. No matter when or how your baby died, you deserve nothing but love and support. And that, beautiful mama, is what I have for you. I love you in your moments of celebration. I love you in your moments of grief. I love…
Continue reading ➞ To My Fellow Loss Mamas–I Love You No Matter What
What I'm about to say might scare you and to be honest, it should. If you are pregnant or plan to be pregnant, there is a chance that your baby could be stillborn. Why am I telling you this? Because no one told me. Not even when I was on bedrest and doing everything I…
Continue reading ➞ I Wish I Had Known That Stillbirth Was A Possibility
Pregnancy announcements. Baby showers. Gender reveals. Maternity photoshoots. Creating registries. As soon as you see two lines, there are countless ways you are encouraged to prepare and celebrate your pregnancy and baby on the way. It seems like we can't get enough of a person when they are expecting their little bundle (or bundles) of…
Continue reading ➞ Our Society Is Obsessed With Pregnancies and Babies–Until They Die
I remember when I announced my pregnancy and you said, "Congratulations Mama." I remember when my bump started showing and you squealed, "You look so good, Mama!" I remember at my baby shower when you asked, "Are you ready for this Mama?" And then, I had to tell you that my baby died. You told…
Continue reading ➞ Even Though My Baby Died, You Can Still Call Me ‘Mama’
When your baby dies, you seek validation of their existence. Your heart scrambles for someone else to acknowledge their realness. A panicky feeling thuds within as you are left wondering if something can be real when you are the only one who knows it existed. The validation you are looking for will come and it…
Continue reading ➞ How Do You Love Your Post-Baby Body When There Is No Baby?
This is to the woman who wondered if a photo of a dead baby was necessary on a Facebook feed. Yes. That photo of a dead baby was necessary because that dead baby is MY dead baby. That dead baby--the one you "didn't have time to look away from"--she's my daughter. Her name is Dorothy…
Continue reading ➞ To The Woman Who Wondered If It Was Necessary To Share A Photo Of My Dead Baby
How do we do it? Those of us who have experienced pregnancy and infant loss, how do we do it when it all seems impossible? When we are told the worst news of our life--how do we comprehend it? How do we stare at silent screens? How do we hear heartbreaking news? How do we…
The day that my daughter died was a very difficult day, but it is not the worst day of my life. It's not the worst day because it was also the day she was born. Her birthday and her death day are forever intertwined--one a moment of light and the other a moment of darkness…