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I had preeclampsia. Often, when I say this, people think that I just had high blood pressure during pregnancy. When they first told me I had preeclampsia, that's what I thought too. I had no idea what lay in store for me. I wish high blood pressure was all I had to deal with. Because…
Continue reading ➞ I Had Preeclampsia And It’s Not Just High Blood Pressure
I had been in the hospital for a week after being diagnosed with severe preeclampsia and after an initial scare, it had been a rather uneventful stay. They were ready to send me home and have me visit the hospital daily for monitoring. I was on board with the plan. I felt fine and Dorothy…
Continue reading ➞ Dorothy’s Birth Story–A Story Of Preeclampsia, Stillbirth, And A Mother’s Love
I sat there, cradling my stillborn daughter in my arms when they asked if I wanted photos. I looked at them horrified--why would I want a photo of me holding my dead child? So, I said no. My medical situation was urgent and I was running out of time to hold my baby. Even though…
Continue reading ➞ I Didn’t Think I Wanted Photos Of My Stillborn Baby And I Was Wrong
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
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
All that remains of my daughter, Dorothy, rests on my desk. Nestled in between a stack of journals and my pencil cup of felt tip pens, there is a tiny ceramic urn adorned with a floral pattern in purple and ivory. I wish I could give a poignant reason for her being there. But, the…
Continue reading ➞ All That Remains–Why I Haven’t Laid My Daughter To Rest
October is here. In my world, this means crisp leaves and chunky sweaters and it also means participating in Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month. The month of October is widely recognized as a time to honor those families who know the experience of losing a baby. It might sound depressing to participate in a…
Chances are, even if you don't know who, you know someone whose life has been impacted a stillbirth. If you are aware of this, then you probably know how important it is to acknowledge and honor the baby who was lost. You may have heard the parents ask for you to say their baby's name…
Continue reading ➞ I Need You To Know That My Stillbirth Was Still A Birth