Emily Richey is a graduate of Pace University NYC. She has written and edited for multiple online platforms, including Love What Matters. She spends her free time petting stray cats.
Emily Richey is a graduate of Pace University NYC. She has written and edited for multiple online platforms, including Love What Matters. She spends her free time petting stray cats.
“Now, it wasn’t just about him and me. It was about her, a little girl with a huge void in her life. I kept thinking, if this was my little girl, what would I want for her?”
“They pulled out my eardrums. ‘You’ll be permanently deaf by 30.’ I was devastated.”
“A stranded boat would be spotted, only to find it wasn’t them. ‘Can you identify this hat? This flip flop? This fishing rod?’ It was mentally and emotionally exhausting.”
“I kept telling my mom, ‘This isn’t anxiety.’ I was finally fighting for myself, yet people continued to ignore me. Instead of giving up, I fought harder.”
“My heart sank further as each anomaly was listed. ‘Your baby doesn’t have a pronounced jawline. His limbs hadn’t formed below his elbows and knees.'”
“I injected her chubby thighs with steroids twice a day. My beautiful, happy baby gained 5 pounds in a month. She acted like she wanted to crawl out of her own skin.”
“The heartbreak is nothing compared to the day they come through the door and take off their coat.”
“As soon as he found out, our pediatrician said, ‘Take your son Oliver to the oncologist, too.’ I felt like I’d been punched in the gut.”
“Thoughts of a nice smooth pregnancy went out the window. My biggest fears were coming to life.”
“I cried every time I thought of him not being able to see my face. It was hard not to grieve the baby we once dreamed of.”