The Purple Blanket Isn’t Yours–A Letter To My Baby Born After Stillbirth

The purple blanket isn't yours. Even though it's the blanket that covered your car seat when you left the hospital. Even though it lay in the background of so many of your baby photos, Even though you sleep with it every night now that you're old enough. It's not yours. The purple blanket is your…

Read An Unexpected Family Outing’s 10 Most-Read Pieces of 2019

Here I sit at the end of another year. Another year of putting myself out there and sharing pieces of my story in the hopes of helping someone else cope with the pieces of their own. Another year of sitting in front of a keyboard trying to find words to capture the thoughts and feelings…

Siblings Grieve Too And We Owe Them Honest Conversations About Their Siblings Who Died

"Hey bubs, guess who's coming over this weekend." It was a simple question for my toddler, asked in an effort to make conversation and prolong our 110th listening of the Little Mermaid soundtrack. "Oh, I know," she responded, her eyes smiling. "Who's coming over?" I repeated. "It's my sister, Dorothy. She will come play." Gripping…

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…

10 Instagram Accounts To Follow During Pregnancy & Infant Loss Awareness Month

When your baby dies all you want is someone who gets it. Someone who says what you've been thinking, feeling, struggling to find the words for. If you've experienced pregnancy and infant loss, you know finding that person can feel impossible. In the real world you can't exactly walk up to someone at the grocery…

Congrats On Keeping The Kids Alive–I’m The Mom Who Couldn’t

I hear it at least once a week--usually from a meme on social media. Someone joking that "at least I kept the kids alive." While other moms might scroll by with a giggle and barely a second thought--I cringe. I could go my whole life without ever having to hear or read those words again.…

My Daughters Have Never Met, But That Doesn’t Mean They Don’t Know Each Other

She found the photo on my nightstand. I flinched when she grabbed it, imagining the inevitable destruction that toddlers leave in their wake. Instead, I found myself surprised at the gentle and knowing way she cradled it in her hands. A very atypical move for our rough-and-tumble girl. "Baby." she stated in her breathy squeal.…