05/04/2026
I’m crying as I write this because I know there’s a momma out there who is finding herself in the shoes I found myself in almost 9 years ago. Scrolling and looking for hope somewhere, someone else who maybe understands the depths to which she has been hollowed out. I hope you find this post if you need it.
I feel like I never know what to post on days that bring grief to the surface. It’s a complicated emotion and it makes most people uncomfortable.
But if you’ve walked through the loss of a child, that discomfort is just a reality now. You don’t get the luxury of a day that has everyone you love in it. Someone is always missing.
No matter if you met your baby and got months or years with him, or if you only had just gotten a positive test, by design, your heart grew and your mind immediately envisioned a life of loving on that little person.
Nothing prepares you for that goodbye.
Be kind to yourself. Say your baby’s name as often as helps you remember that he/she really was here. It wasn’t a dream.
You’re mothering that little person still, just differently. Keep carrying him, remain tender. And cry all you need to. (You don’t need a “reason” to.)
You are loved and your child is loved. I hope that this truth can comfort you in this day of remembering. ❤️
