“I turned to check on him and I couldn’t see him breathing, so I placed my hand on his cheek. It was ice cold. I realized instantly he was gone.”
- Love What Matters
- Children
“I turned to check on him and I couldn’t see him breathing, so I placed my hand on his cheek. It was ice cold. I realized instantly he was gone.”
“‘All 3 of your eggs made it to embryo stage!’ I wish I could tell you that this was it, that we finally had our fairy tale ending. I thought we would get a break, that we had finally ‘arrived.’ I was wrong. I was face down on the floor sobbing. Our Baby C, who we named Charlie, went to Heaven.”
“She explained it would be extremely hard for me to become pregnant. I broke down in that cold exam room. The only thing in my head was, ‘I can’t have kids. I can’t be a woman for this amazing man who is counting on me.’”
“As soon as I walked in I was asked, ‘Why are you friends with Sarah? She’s gone wild now, she’s got all these tattoos, she dumps her kids so she can go out partying. I heard she’s got another boyfriend already! Those poor kids!’ Because she’s moved on, she was called a sl*t.”
“I’ve always been ‘tiny’ and never struggled with weight loss, only weight gain. This struggle was so unfamiliar to me, and no amount of clean eating or working out was helping. It was trying to tell me something was wrong, but I ignored it.”
“That was just about enough to shatter my heart into a million pieces. My kids’ grandparents live 970 miles away and 2,437 miles away. We chose this life for our children. We chose to pursue opportunity in states far away from our own parents, their grandparents.”
“This lady patted and rocked Isaiah to sleep like she had given birth to him.”
“We are mamas, and we are meant to forget.”
“When my son was two months old, my life took a turn I never expected. I bent down to pick my baby up and felt something snap. I dropped him in his crib and couldn’t move. I called my doctor and said, ‘Something isn’t right.'”
“I had no time to digest this news, no time to research, no time to prepare. I went into early labor and delivered my daughter days later. More doctors, more scans, more blood work, all to be told my week-old daughter had stage III brain cancer. Terminal. ‘You can expect her to die soon.’ What was supposed to be the happiest few days of my life were the most painful and traumatic moments I’ll ever experience.”