My baby’s heart stopped. I am heartbroken.
I will warn you before reading this post that it is an incredibly sensitive subject. Writing is theraputic for me, and I know that someone – even if it’s just one person – will find solace with my story. Also, we are still in the throes of wherever this path is leading. If I jump around more than usual, please forgive me.
Right now, we’re supposed to be on a flight to Florida. Our big, spring family babymoon on the beach has been getting us through the past few crazy busy weeks. And the crazy winter. But that’s not where we are.
Instead, we’re sitting in the hospital waiting for the induction meds to take hold. Today I am having a baby. Except it’s not a joyous occasion...Continue reading at The Mommyhood Project