StillBirth: A Bereavement Doula’s Story of Love
This is a bereavement doula's story as I stood behind the curtain waiting for this sleeping baby to be born I prayed for the family, and then I prayed for myself. I begged God to help me be more than I am. I wanted to be supernatural in that moment. I wanted to have the perfect words and take perfect steps through every task. That prayer was interrupted when the midwife encouraged me to enter the space.
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I have a son. His name is Noah. I love him and miss him everyday.
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I remember waking up to the emptiness in my womb.
Read MoreHold Me Tight, and You Will Be Alright
“We’ll try again.” Why did those words make me take the first deep breath? I hated that they brought me …
Read MoreAll that I Know is I’m Breathing
I’d always dreamed of a girl first. To keep the younger siblings in line and cared for. But I knew …
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