And so another week without our son goes by. This past week had some days that were easy and others that weren't. I kept myself occupied with visitors, free Rita's and Dairy Queen on the first day of Spring, cleaning out my refrigerator, cooking again, getting flooring delivered, and having my father-in-law install chair rail … Continue reading Another Week
One month ago today, our son Asher was born still. HOW HAS IT BEEN A MONTH?! How did I give birth to a stillborn son a month ago?! How is this our reality? In the past month, I have become a master of distraction. I've made myself busy with visits from/to friends and family to … Continue reading One Month without Asher
There are no words to express how grateful we are for the amount of support we have received since losing Asher. We have a stack of cards about 5 inches thick that we have received from family, friends, coworkers, acquaintances, and even strangers. I have not had to cook a meal since coming home from … Continue reading Support
Thursday morning I received a call from the Maternal/Fetal medicine specialist. The last test result we were waiting for was the chromosomal analysis on Asher. I already expected the results to be normal because if something was chromosomal-ly wrong with him, he would not have grown as he did, nor would his ultrasounds have been … Continue reading Unexplained
Last night we went to our first local support group. I was excited to meet others who were local and have been through a similar loss. I was hoping to see others who have been "through it" and were "on the other side of it" to try and have some hope for our future. The … Continue reading Support Group and Music
The past few days since my last post have been rough on me. Friday I woke up with a migraine, second this week, and had the whole day to myself for the first time since losing Asher. It was a rough one. I packed up my maternity clothes (which were in his room) and looked … Continue reading Signs from Asher
There have been several moments over the last week and a half where it feels like it didn't happen. Moments where it feels like all of it didn't happen; I wasn't even pregnant, I didn't give birth; let alone, give birth to a stillborn; his ashes aren't upstairs in his crib. It seems very surreal, … Continue reading Is This Really Happening?