Here’s disturbing:
Like Mrs. Duggar, I too lost a child in the second trimester. I didn’t have the luxury of being able to say good bye to my child the way the Duggars were able to.
My last memory is one of a nurse hurrying away from me in a hospital bathroom with my child in a cardboard cup. I never even knew whether it was a boy or a girl.
I’d have given anything to be able to grieve that loss the way the Duggars were able to. For me, losing my child is an awful, sterile memory.
I am so sorry for what you went through. It is good that you wrote about your experience.
Check your FReepMail, Sis.
I am so sorry for what you went through. It is good that you wrote about your experience.
Check your FReepMail, Sis.
Prayers sent for you
Many understand your loss, because we have also endured it.
I lost five children in the first trimester.
During those many dark times, it seemed as if there was an unwritten societal rule I was breaking, in grieving for my dead,unborn babies.
I wondered then, as I still do, why people would ever pretend a baby did not die, and silently demand that parents should not grieve over the loss of their unborn dead children.
I have one child who was born alive, and she thrived, against all (supposed) medical odds against her.