First, I feel the need to thank you afresh, readers, for the outpouring of love and support we have received after my last post. I will never forget it – who knew we had built such a community?
As touched as I was by the support, I was equally… co-heartbroken? sympathy-griefstricken? secondhand mournful?…whatever the word is for feeling simultaneously saddened and surrounded by the chorus of “me too” that came pouring in from other moms and dads. I am not the first woman to have her hopes shattered in an instant. I am not the first mom to deliver a lifeless baby. I am not the first parent to bury a child. And that sucks and we all very well know it.
Oh, how well we know it.
And I feel the need to speak the truth, even though my voice in shaking and my grief is fresh and our journeys are all different. To all of the mamas and mourners who share this awful, unique space of loss with me, who have asked me to continue to speak for and with and to us, here is what I have so far: Read more…