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I came across this article and I thought it was so well written and inspiring....almost like a warm hug from a good friend.
"Ever since losing my daughter when I was just 24 weeks pregnant, I've dreamed of becoming a superhero. When I read or hear about another family that's experienced a stillbirth, I want to don a disguise and fly to the mothers side. I want to guard her front door, answer her phone, manage her Facebook account, intercept her text messages, anything that can shield her from the well-meaning, yet often thoughtless behavior of people.
I want to tell her this sucks. That no matter how many people tell you that nature takes its course or that God has a purpose or that everything happens for a reason, that what happened isnt part of any higher plan or purpose. It just happened, and its awful. And that there are other women out there who know what its like, who can offer the support - physical and emotional - that you need, who can show you that you can and will survive.
Essentially, I want to offer her the protection that I didnt have.
I dont think you can prepare for a stillbirth - to prepare would be to give up hope, to imagine the worst. But now, looking back, I do wish that we as a society talked about it more. I think my desire to help is because birth has become so medical, has left the hands of midwives and women who would pass this knowledge on to other midwives and women. Stillbirths are not rare, but we dont talk about them. And this needs to change. We need to share our stories, our heartbreak and our survival. It's the only way to move forward, remember our lost children, and honor our experience."
"Ever since losing my daughter when I was just 24 weeks pregnant, I've dreamed of becoming a superhero. When I read or hear about another family that's experienced a stillbirth, I want to don a disguise and fly to the mothers side. I want to guard her front door, answer her phone, manage her Facebook account, intercept her text messages, anything that can shield her from the well-meaning, yet often thoughtless behavior of people.
I want to tell her this sucks. That no matter how many people tell you that nature takes its course or that God has a purpose or that everything happens for a reason, that what happened isnt part of any higher plan or purpose. It just happened, and its awful. And that there are other women out there who know what its like, who can offer the support - physical and emotional - that you need, who can show you that you can and will survive.
Essentially, I want to offer her the protection that I didnt have.
I dont think you can prepare for a stillbirth - to prepare would be to give up hope, to imagine the worst. But now, looking back, I do wish that we as a society talked about it more. I think my desire to help is because birth has become so medical, has left the hands of midwives and women who would pass this knowledge on to other midwives and women. Stillbirths are not rare, but we dont talk about them. And this needs to change. We need to share our stories, our heartbreak and our survival. It's the only way to move forward, remember our lost children, and honor our experience."
