I have so little of him and it hurts...

I Still Can't Say This Out Loud, and That Memory Is Burned In My Mind For Life

I'm still mourning the loss of our other child, and this one is not a replacement.

I never knew I could love someone so much that I never even got the chance to meet.

...my precious son, who lights up our life, has been our beacon of hope...

I fight this fight until I have a healthy baby...

...they have no clue.

I was ashamed for a time, but then just mad, and then I became very open.

...it does not define who I am...a strong woman.

It's hard to live with a big, black baby shaped hole in our lives.

It really is a pain you can't understand unless you've experienced it.

I didn't want them to worry so I hid my pain.

She made me a mother...

My womanhood was gone.

...I have to accept it's not my fault...

...It it so hard to break the silence when other’s want desperately for you to move on...

...I still think about the "could have" scenarios from time to time.

I can't describe the pain in that moment.

My miscarriage has changed my life drastically.

No one should ever have to go through it alone.

...in my culture everyone has at least four children.

...I will forever be haunted by my losses...