Grief is lonely, no matter how wonderful your support system is. You can surround yourself with people and still be lonely because you are so intensely aware of who was supposed to be with you. In stillbirth and miscarriage there is a special loneliness because your heart, womb, and arms feel so empty. The pain is isolating because how can you make people understand that you are mourning not only your child, but the lifetime of love and memories you were supposed to have? I hope sharing our loss helps someone feel a little less lonely, or maybe helps those around them understand what they are going through.

Our blog is not only for people who have experienced loss. If you have a loved one who lost a baby, or simply want a more intimate understanding of loss, we want to provide that education to people. Instead of navigating a world where we feel “other than”, I hope we can live in a world that includes and understands us.

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An Ode to My Body

How can I hate my body when it made you? How can I hate my body when it was the only home you ever knew? It kept you warm, protected you, and fed you. It’s the body that felt your kicks and twists. The violent stretch marks show how you grew and remind me you were there.
How can I love my body when it failed you? How can I love my body when it became your grave? It couldn’t protect you and it could no longer give you what you needed. It’s the body that felt your kicks and twists stop. The violent stretch marks remind me you’re not here.

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