Pregnancy After Loss Support (PALS) is a community support resource for women experiencing the confusing and conflicting emotions of grief mixed with joy during the journey through pregnancy after loss.Choosing hope over fear while nurturing grief during a pregnancy after a previous loss.
I had a baby, but I didn’t know it until she was already gone. I went in for a medical procedure and was laying on the examination table and remember reading the sign across the bed. “Tell us if you are pregnant or there is a chance you are pregnant.” I closed my eyes and
I had my MFM appointment last Monday, which I already talked about, and then saw my OB last week as well. We discussed how I don’t really feel comfortable going past my due date of June 16. Again, I know that losing our daughter had nothing to do with that and that she had a
I have experienced three pregnancies in different social media worlds. During my first pregnancy, which ended abruptly at 24 weeks in 2014, I was casually a part of a BabyCenter online birth month group. I didn’t check it often; I wasn’t that invested in the group. I gravitated more towards the other BabyCenter groups such
I had my last appointment this week with my MFM and am officially released. Everything was still looking great and they don’t see any issues. They estimated her current size at around 6 lbs 3 oz, which means I will likely have another 8 pound baby, just like I expected. I got to see her
Right now, I'm exhausted. I don't mean in the way that I'm not getting enough sleep, or I have too much to do in the day-to-day. I'm tired of being bereaved. Tired of my son being dead. I want out. I want to go back to being a "normal mom" who didn't make decisions about
My first miscarriage was also my first Mother’s Day. Figures. But this is not about that day, or at least not directly. This is about how I felt the morning after the miscarriage. Waking up the Monday after Mother’s Day, I had to think about whether I would go to work or not. The worst
There is a lot to be said about "Mother's Intuition." We are linked to our kids on a level we can't explain. It often feels like a tug at your gut in one direction or another. A feeling, a voice, an unexplained pull. We've all felt it. Last year I had a gut feeling my
The other night, I rocked my one-month-old baby while we listened to “Godspeed (Sweet Dreams)” by Dixie Chicks, one song on the lullaby playlist all my kids have listened to almost every night since they were born. My daughter (5) sang along as she pet her baby brother’s head: “My love will fly to you
It hit me today that I am only six weeks away from my due date. A couple of weeks ago, eight weeks still seemed so long, but somehow only six seems super close now. I still have fears of going into labor early, even though I luckily haven’t had any signs of that so far.
My rainbow pregnancy was what, I can only imagine, must have been the absolute longest pregnancy that any woman has ever endured. Sure, it wasn't actually longer than the average pregnancy, but I'm certain that I aged years instead of months over the course of it. Photo by Matt Hoffman on Unsplash It