...fear and doubt plague us...

Nobody in my family would tell anyone...like they were ashamed for me.

I wish I had answers.

No one acknowledged my baby.

...I knew it would be the last night my baby was there...

The worse days were...when the baby was supposed to be born.

I always want to say, "I am a mum, but my baby died."

I'm left feeling ashamed and embarrassed having told everyone.

Sometimes I wake up and have trouble finding my purpose in life...

I wish that I would have never had to see it all.

...held my little angel for the first and last time.

To us...she was pure light.

I suffered alone for a long time...

Miscarriage has a way of robbing you of your joy...

...talk about your baby, remember your baby always.

...I began to feel the pressure to get the whole episode 'over and done with.'

...It's like someone who never even existed has died...

...No one talks about this or prepares you for it.

...I So Wished This Wasn't Something I Had To Grieve Silently About

We Felt So Alone

I Had To Carry My Angel For Another Six Days Knowing She Was Already Gone

I Remember the Silence of the Tech