Sometimes the story doesn’t go how you expect. It veers off into a direction you never imagined it could go.
And tragedy hits.
And you have to figure out how to deal with the aftermath.
This is my story right now.
There won’t be anymore Baby Book Haul posts for a while. No more bump photos on Instagram. No planned nursery tour post or pictures. Instead, there will be more tears, more quiet days, more discussions on grief.
Because, I’m a mother. But I’m a mother who has no baby.
Last month, Baby Bookworm was born at 25 weeks. He was a beautiful baby boy. Perfect in every way. Except that he didn’t have a heartbeat.
I’m continuing trishajennreads during this time. My books and my blogging soothe my soul. But, as the content of this little blog was slowly shifting to include more posts about babies and motherhood, it may shift in a slightly different direction to include topics like grief. We’ll see. I really don’t know.
Many of you sent wonderful congratulations when I announced my pregnancy on Mother’s Day. I thank you for that.
Right now, I ask that if you’re a praying type, please pray for comfort for me and my family as we grieve the loss of this baby who was already so loved and longed for. If you have kiddos of your own, please give them an extra snuggle and an extra story tonight.
Stillbirth is the loss of a baby after 20 weeks. If a pregnancy ends before 20 weeks, it is considered a miscarriage. In Canada, about 8 in 1000 births are stillbirths.
There is often no answer as to why stillbirth happens. Sometimes it is due to an obvious problem like an issue with the placenta or umbilical cord. Sometime it is due to a genetic problem that may have caused a birth defect in the baby, or it is due to a health issue like diabetes or high blood pressure in the mother. Other times, doctors are unable to discover a cause. Stillbirth usually happens as a one-time event and doesn’t mean the mother can’t go on to have another pregnancy with a healthy baby.
For more information on stillbirth, see March of Dimes.