As I was wheeled into the operating room I pleaded withGod for one more day, one more week, one more month with her.

Adoption is a beautiful, burdensome blessing.

If a mother is mourning not for what she has lost but for what her dead child has lost, it is a comfort to believe that the child has not lost the end for which...

I have lost too,and this one, and this one”. So many embryos retreatto flesh: the live cell of the mother. Don’t tell me that itwill happen for me, when the only sure thing is a...

The healing power of even the most microscopic exchange with someone who knows in a flash precisely what you’re talking about because she experienced that thing too cannot be overestimated.

A flower bloomed already wilting. Beginning its life with an early ending.

For several days, I slept. Whether this was a necessary part of physical recovery, or a stubborn retreat from waking reality, I do not know, but I woke only reluctantly to take a little food,...

Sometimes it’s hard to see the rainbow when there’s been endless days of rain.

Some people say it is a shame. Others even imply that it would have been better if the baby had never been created. But the short time I had with my child is precious to...

I am not functioning very well. Living with the knowledge that the baby is dead is painful. I feel so far away from you, God. I can only try to believe that you are sustaining...

Ann: How my heart has ached. How empty I have felt. How I’ve ached to hold my two babies.

Ann: You didn’t cause my miscarriages. But you are committed to transforming me to be like you.

Ann: I feel like I should read verses and be comforted. But it doesn’t happen.

I felt like I was being carried over the threshold of a sisterhood of loss. I knew I was not walking alone, and that eventually I would bob back up to the surface of the...

Blaming the woman for the loss of a child is like blaming the soldier for the loss of his life in battle.