When you've lost a baby, everyone around you expects you to be fine once the new baby is born, as though that somehow takes away the pain of losing the first child. I needed to express how wrong that was.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
To give birth is a fearsome thing; there is no hating the child one has borne even when injured by it.
Having a baby is one of the most wonderful things in your life, as well as the hardest thing in your life.
To be perfectly frank, there is an odd place after losing a child, where you think somehow your life is worth less.
Your dear baby has died innocent and blameless, and has been called away by an all wise and merciful Creator, most probably from a life to misery and misfortune, and most certainly to one of happiness and bliss.
I have such a lovely life and I just never imagined that I would miscarry a baby.
Such is my experience - not that I ever mourned the loss of a child, but that I consider myself as lost!
Having a child is sowing the seeds of your own obsolescence: birth is the fuse that leads to that other thing. You appear, you replace yourself, you die.
It's everyone's dread to lose a child. You lose someone you love so much, so young. It does hit you like nothing else, and there is a bit of you that thinks, well, if you can face that sort of challenge in your life, then it puts everything else into perspective.
The guilt of newborns is immense.
Those who have lost an infant are never, in a way, without an infant.