Samuel’s Space
Sometimes during this journey you get so caught up in your own space that you don’t realize the impact your story has on someone else. I was completely shocked that friends I volunteer with at the Ronald McDonald House Charities of Dayton went above and beyond in helping us remember our sweet boy by naming…
How much I cried that day
“No one will ever know how much I cried that day.” It’s a quote that took my breath away as I scrolled across a loss site one day. Maybe because it’s so incredibly accurate: I don’t think I’ve ever cried as much in my life than the day we got to meet and say goodbye…
I’m mad at my body
You had one job: keep your baby safe. Body, you failed me. Stillbirth is an emotional journey but it can also be a physical one. Often times, the toll it takes on a body is forgotten. I’m mad at my body. I feel like it failed me, betrayed me. How could it have carried a…
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