There is a crack in everything.
But hey, you can’t tell anyone yet. Or at least not very many people…. just trust me honey, it’s for the best. You’re going to have to do this on your own for awhile.
You will question your body - can it support you through the sacred duty of carrying another child to fullness, through bending again to bring that child into light?
The story changed suddenly in me - this was always how Rowan was supposed to come into the world. He was always going to redeem birth for me. He was always going to erase my fear that my body didn't know how to do what it was made to do. He was just going to do it way differently than we knew.
I actually didn't know about this day until this morning, when our dear next door neighbor, who also experienced stillbirth at full term, posted about it on Facebook. But alas, it turns out we have our own "holiday", as she put it - a dismal, dreary kind of day that usually includes candlelit walks and I imagine, a fair amount of wine.