"I don’t know who this lady is... she waved at him and he made his way up to her. I thought their interaction would be the same as last time but I was wrong. "
"I felt the tug on my sleeve and looked down to find him standing motionless. His mouth was moving but I couldn’t make out his words. His quiet body in the noisy room caught me off guard. I bent down to find his voice."
"My hands caught him before he hit the water. In my hands was my baby -- the size and shape of a small water balloon and the deepest shade of scarlet."
"I am not ashamed that this happened to me. That was one of my motivations for getting the tattoo in the first place—I really think it's healing to be able to talk about it."
New Zealand’s parliament passed legislation this week, giving mothers and their partners the right to paid leave following a miscarriage or stillbirth.
"Miscarriage is not the most popular topic of conversation. I’m still struggling to understand why, given that around 1 in 4 pregnancies end in miscarriage."
I want there to be a word for the vulnerability you feel as you lay there just lying to yourself about what's to come. A word for the way your heart goes from fluttery to thudding in your ears. A word for that one last moment of hopefulness before the world comes crashing down. Why isn't there a word?
"‘Please find someone else,' I begged my fiancé. I just can’t do it. I’m done. My body always fails our babies. Something is wrong with me and I just can’t do it, I’m sorry."
