Kristin writes about her experience with stillbirth, pregnancy after loss, and now parenting after loss at Dear Stevie. She is also the Founder and Director of Faces of Loss, Faces of Hope, a 501c3 nonprofit organization that provides support for survivors of miscarriage, stillbirth, and infant loss.
So here's the thing: I'm almost a month late writing this post. Yeah, I've been busy, sure, it's hard to find time to write when you've got a 4-month-old at home. But the real reason I am so late is that I feel like I have nothing to say. Nothing. You'd think that would be a good thing. I mean after my daughter died, I remember just begging to … [Read more...]
I never really dealt with 'body image issues' growing up. I mean sure, I had the same insecurities about the way I looked that every girl has from time to time, but overall, I was pretty happy with my body and truly confident in my own skin. But that all changed the day my body failed me in the worst way possible; the day it failed my baby. My … [Read more...]
There is this little knit bear hat that I bought when I was about 12 weeks pregnant with my first baby. For months, I thought about the day when I would get to see the sweet little girl growing inside me wearing it on her sweet little head. I dreamed about all the pictures I would take, and how her birth announcement would say, "welcome to our little … [Read more...]
She draws me rainbows and colourful swirls and announces to me “This what heaven looks like, Mummy. My big brother is there. He died. But he is in heaven now, so it is okay. He has special lights on his hands”. River, my daughter, sees things that I cannot. She tells me stories about [...]
It’s inside the spaces– the pauses– the infinite stillness– that I most palpably feel the emptiness you’ve left behind. It’s the silence of your missing voice that screams the loudest. It’s every holiday that’s impossible to truly celebrate. It’s the painfully absent goodnight routine. It’s the missing you in every picture of our forever-one-too-small family. [...]
