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As Time Moves On

I took my kids to spend Easter at my parents’ house. It was quite the adventure flying cross country with a two year old and four month old in tow. My parents hadn’t met my four month old yet, so the travel was worth it. We enjoyed our time together and there were lots of snuggling and spoiling the grandchildren. It was good to sit back and watch these relationships develop.

At the same time, I kept thinking back to the first three babies. My 2nd and 3rd losses were in March and April, so this time of year leads to a lot of reflection about those three anyway. Being with my children and my parents really made me sad about the missed opportunities. No grandchildren to spoil, no snuggles, no pictures or video to look back on. It’s been five years since my last loss, but the missing moments are still felt.

I don’t have to deal with the constant overpowering ache that was so heavy right after my losses. My days are full of purpose and joy, and I think we need that as life moves on. I’ve come to terms with it and time creating ever bigger spaces between me and my lost children. But, the holes are still there. I’m very aware of the memories I’m not making and will never have with those children. It makes moments like this past Easter bittersweet. For me that’s ok, because it’s a confirmation that I’ve moved forward without forgetting them.

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It Doesn’t Have To Be Perfect

I spent so many years hoping for a child. I said goodbye to three during my long wait. During that time I imagined what motherhood would be like and promised myself I would never take a moment for granted. I thought I knew exactly how I would react to being a new mom.

Now that it’s been nearly three months since welcoming my second miracle baby, I’m facing something I never thought I’d struggle with. I’ve been diagnosed with Postpartum Depression. Some days it’s so bad I don’t want to hold the children I spent so much time praying for. Most the time I can handle the depression and not let it affect the kind of mother I am. But the days I struggle are made worse when I think about how lucky I should be feeling, instead of fighting the impulse to run away.

It’s in these moments I remind myself that this is motherhood. The WHO reports at least 13% of new mothers struggle with a mental disorder. That’s a much larger percentage than the 1% of women who experience recurrent loss or Cholestasis of pregnancy like I did. I’m not alone, and I’m in good company. I’ve sought help and am getting treatment. It’s not ideal or what I wanted after my struggle to have children, but it’s the narrative of so many women. I can hold my head high knowing it’s ok to struggle, and it doesn’t make me ungrateful or a bad mom.

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Don’t Give Up

This year I’ve been somewhat quiet about what’s happening in my personal life. I posted at the beginning of the year about my frustration with trying to get pregnant again. Only a few weeks later, I discovered I was expecting again. Because it’s always been a struggle to get pregnant, this was a huge surprise.

The last week in November we welcomed our little girl. It was a rough pregnancy with many complications, and we were in the NICU for a week after the birth. Despite all the anxiety and fear that something would go wrong, we made it and we have our pot of gold (a baby born after a rainbow baby).

As you go into the new year, wherever you are in your journey, I hope you’ll be able to look forward with hope. This time last year I was so overwhelmed with the thought of starting our journey to have another child. I always seem to be that statistic, that 1% that struggles. You never know when you’ll be in that 99% normal. Even those of us who have known loss can have our expectations realized.

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5 Things You Should Know About My Mom Life Post-Loss

Being just over 20 months into this whole parenting thing, I’m discovering that my journey looks somewhat different from some of my friends. For a mom who hasn’t had to endure loss, it’s sometimes hard to understand why I do some of the things I do. On the surface I’m a pretty normal mom, but there are a few ways my losses affect the way I am as a parent.

1. I still miss them on a daily basis, it’s just not all consuming.

For a while after my losses, my entire world was colored by it. My heart and body ached. It hurt to get up without them, and life felt so hopeless. Having a living child to care for has helped give me meaning and purpose, and life is so busy now I’ve been forced to let go of that all consuming pain. But, I still miss them each day in little ways.

2. One of the biggest hurts is knowing the world will never know them.

One of the things I enjoy most with my son is going out and introducing him to people. He’s so outgoing and has such a sweet disposition, it makes my mom heart swell with satisfaction when people have a chance to appreciate him for being his wonderful self. On the flip side, it makes me mourn the fact that I have three children no one will ever meet. They never had a chance to leave their own legacy.

3. I still keep track of the milestones like their ages and where they’d be in life.

As time moves on, milestones become fewer and far between. I still track them. I use their due dates as birthdates (all my babies were lost in the first trimester, and it feels so sad to celebrate those dates) and keep tabs on their ages. My oldest would have started school this year, and would have celebrated his sixth birthday a couple months ago. My other two would be turning five and four in November.

4. My family will always feel a little incomplete.

Parenting has made me feel so complete as a person, while highlighting how incomplete my family is. All those empty years of loss, when it should have been so full of love! I’ve spent the better part of a decade either being pregnant or recovering from pregnancy, and sometimes my family looks a bit too small to me.

5. I hate having to answer how many kids I have.

I never know what to say. It’s complicated to most the world. Some people don’t count my children as real because they didn’t make it out of the first trimester. Some people get really uncomfortable finding out I had babies that died. To me it’s so simple, I loved my three children as soon as I learned they existed and they count. Sometimes people struggle to understand that.

Wherever you are in your journey, loss is hard. I consider myself so fortunate to hold my rainbow and discover life with him. It doesn’t take away the pain of the babies I’ve lost, and sometimes having a living child only highlights more the tragedy that child loss is.

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It Happened To Me, Too

As the month of June closes, I’m left feeling gratitude towards the men in my life. I follow several pregnancy loss pages on my social medias, and have had the opportunity to read articles and essays by men and their view on pregnancy loss. It has been an eye opening experience.

I’m so grateful to my husband, and his unwavering support through our journey. He’s cried with me, taken care of me, and celebrated our victories. I also know he’s felt deeply by our losses, and often had to put his feelings aside as he supported me with my struggles during our losses.

I hope as a society, as we open up and shatter the taboo of pregnancy and infant loss, we can reach out to the men struggling through these losses with us. For them, it’s often a more quiet despair, as they don’t have a lot of the physical trauma women endure. They’re often overlooked as loved ones express concern for the mother, or assume a man won’t be as emotionally touched by this sort of thing.

I think a popular tv drama got it right in one of their episodes. As a couple argues after receiving news about an impending miscarriage, the woman exclaims that “it happened to me, it didn’t happen to you.” Her partner responds by revealing some of his feelings and reiterating that he will be her support system while she goes through this, but says that while it didn’t happen to his body, “it happened to me, too.”

Women tend to be the public face of child loss. A Phil Collins song has a line that says “no words describe a mother’s tears,” and we as a culture are beginning to understand that. Let’s not forget the men who are also affected, because it happened to them, too.

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Starting Over

My husband and I decided to start trying for another baby at the beginning of the year. I’ve said over and over to myself that it took us five years and three losses for us to have our son, so patience is a definite must. I’ve been dragging my feet to track my cycles, buy those pesky OPKs, and even lose the last bit of weight I know I’ll need to lose to increase our chances. I guess I’m hoping it will happen without me even having to think about it.

The truth is, I’m not that kind of woman. Having a baby was not (and I don’t think it ever will be) a fun, easy thing. Conception is a painful battle, as was each of my pregnancies. It was a disappointing journey that often made me feel isolated and like a failure. But, it was definitely worth every last bit of struggle for the little boy I finally got to bring home.

At least this time around I know exactly what I’m struggling for. With every negative test and Facebook pregnancy announcement that has me feeling like I’m being left behind, I can remind myself that it will all be worth it. It might not happen on my time table, but that doesn’t mean it will never happen. So, I’m starting over. I’m voluntarily re-doing the most painful stage of my life, with the hope it will all work out.

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How to Support a Mom During Loss

I’ve had three miscarriages. One in January 2012, one in April 2013, and my last one in March 2014. This time of year always causes a lot of thought and reflection for me. A lot of the intense pain has slowly worn away, and I can spend more time focusing on the few good memories I have from those experiences. Many of those memories are of what others did to support me during my losses. As I’ve talked about my miscarriages through the years, one thing that comes up frequently is how unsure women who haven’t experienced losing a child become when someone they know goes through that trauma.

Each person grieves differently, and I always recommend just asking if you don’t know how to respond. I’ve never come across a mom who became offended when asked how they can best be supported. That’s a fantastic way to provide some personalized care. But, if you’re looking for ideas here’s a short list of what has helped me, or other moms I know.


After my last miscarriage, I had a mom drop by with a bouquet of flowers. It was so unexpected and sweet! My second loss required a last minute D&C, and the day after while I was recovering a flower delivery showed up from my parents (who lived completely across the country). It may seem like such a little thing, or somewhat pointless, but when you’re facing the ugliness that is child loss, you need all the beautiful things you can surround yourself with.


This is so huge! It wasn’t until my third miscarriage that someone thought to bring food for us. I can’t even begin to convey what a relief it was to have that little chore handled for me. As I mentioned above, one of my losses did require a surgical procedure and short recovery period. Figuring out how to feed ourselves was just an added stress during an already chaotic time.

Acknowledge the Child

I’ve had people close to me out right refuse to acknowledge I lost a baby. I can’t begin to describe how devastating that is. My losses hurt so much because I lost a person I loved, even if I didn’t get to see or meet them. I care for them fiercely. One of the greatest tragedies about pregnancy loss is that these children are already very much invisible. Saying their name or acknowledging there was a child makes a momma’s heart so happy.


My losses occurred before I had children at home, so this is something I’ve heard other women talk about. It’s something I’ve worried about as we’ve made the decision to try for another after our rainbow. Having the time to grieve privately is so vital in the process of healing. It’s so hard to be there for others when you’re recovering from both an emotional and often physical trauma. Plus, children so often pick up on these deeply emotional events no matter what their age. It provides a greatly needed distraction for the kids, and space for the mom.

Memorial Keepsakes

Do this! Please! All my losses were during my 1st trimester. All of them were discovered at my first ultrasound, and only one technician gave me a printout. Unfortunately, during one of my fits of grief I tossed that picture. All I have is a box of medical bracelets as tangible proof these children existed. They are so precious to me! I promise, anything you give as a memorial will be cherished.

There’s so much more that can be done, and each mom and situation is so unique. Hopefully you got some ideas on how to offer your support. If you’re a mom who received some love during your loss, I’d love to hear about it.

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If you’ve come to this blog, it likely means you have suffered a pregnancy loss of some type. We are so sorry you have found yourself here, but hope the stories of life after loss can help you on your road to healing and recovery. Remember, we are all in this together!

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