Posts Tagged ‘pregnancy and infant loss’
An Artistic Walk Through Grief
By: Ann-Marie Ferry The suddenness of grief is disorienting. It leaves us grappling for a way, a path to walk. We as bereaved parents had no choice. Grief came and we did our best. We kept waking up. We kept on. Our paths all look a little different, but the emotions often feel so familiar.…
Read MoreSigns From Asher
By: Amy Lied In preparation for this month’s article on signs that we’ve received from our child, I went back and read a post I had written on my personal blog, only two weeks after our son was stillborn. That first week without Asher back in 2017, he sent us numerous signs to let us…
Read MoreListening To the Voices of Bereaved Fathers
By: Ann-Marie Ferry Fathers often get the short end of the stick when it comes to grief support. It should not be. However, for a variety of reasons it often remains the case. When I was asked to write an article for newly bereaved fathers, I was apprehensive. I am a bereaved mother. How do…
Read MoreFull and Broken
By: Ann-Marie Ferry My heart is full and broken. I am sitting in my quiet living room as a sweet little 11-week-old girl sleeps on my chest. The time since her birth has been a peaceful one. We have experienced all the crazy sleeplessness and the insanity of transitioning to be a family of four.…
Read MoreWhen ‘Happy Father’s Day’ Has a New Meaning
By: Steven Lied Happy Father’s Day. These are three words that have taken on a new meaning since the loss of my son, Asher Ray Lied. As I reflect on Father’s Day in my life, I find myself remembering when I was a kid and all of the things that we did for my dad…
Read MoreDear First Trimester Loss Mama
Healing can take time. Remember always that you are strong and brave. Remember you are a mother.
Read MoreBack to Normal
By: Ann-Marie Ferry When normal seems on its way And tears have now ceased When all the thoughts in my head Have settled in a calm place The flood gates open Destroying my glimpse of peace When my mosaic heart is crumbling And I can’t take a breath When tears start in my throat Burning…
Read MoreWhat Medical History Doesn’t Say: The Loss of Hopes and Dreams
By: Ann-Marie Ferry Jon pulls the car up to the door of the hospital. I know where to go and what to do. I’ve done this many times before. He drives off to find a parking spot and I waddle towards the elevators. As I wait with several other people for that “ding,” I feel…
Read MoreStill a Mother’s Day: Honoring Motherhood During the Pandemic
By: Keisha Wells Thirteen years ago, I faced my first Mother’s Day without my sons—just 29 days after they took their first and last breaths. Although a bitter-sweet celebration, I was gently supported by family and received thoughtful gifts and love on this premiere day in my motherhood. The first of so many days I…
Read MoreBeing Childless On Mother’s Day
By: Amy Lied My first Mother’s Day without Asher was only 3 months after he died. That day was soul-crushing, to say the least. I was a mother but the child who gave me that title, wasn’t here to celebrate with me. Throughout the day, I tried to avoid social media, but when deep in…
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