Miscarriage
All I Could Do Was Cry
What I hoped to be an average night at work, turned out to be one of the most traumatic of my life. I work as a Registered Nurse on the Ob-Gyn floor at a local hospital. One of my patients was a young married woman in her mid to late twenties. The couple had been trying for several years to conceive and the wife was now eighteen weeks along with...
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My Son Who is in Heaven At 19 weeks I gave birth to a little boy. We...
At 19 weeks I gave birth to a little boy. We named him Jacob. We said hello and goodbye in the same hour. He is not a miscarriage or an almost-child, he is my son. This letter was written three years after his birth. This is a glimpse into my mother’s heart, a letter written to Jacob my son who resides in heaven. If you (or someone you...
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