“I did not want to acknowledge this pregnancy until after at least 12 weeks. I finally had a conversation with one of the strongest, most supportive mamas I know, and she said that this baby deserves to be loved and acknowledged every day. Even if we never get to hold this baby in our arms, we get to love on them every day and celebrate their existence as it is.”
“I was terrified of what I ‘could’ lose, especially knowing how I felt about Colby… How could I possibly lose one just like him? Possibly with the same smile, giggle, cute little voice? I disconnected from the pregnancy, in an effort to protect myself…”
“There’s nothing worse than losing something you’ve wanted so badly to then feel like you have to explain to everyone what happened.”
“the next blood draw and ultrasound didn’t look good. I was miscarrying again, I was devastated. I had already been the 1 in 4, it wasn’t fair for this to be happening again”
