Some texts stop you in your tracks: “Doctor said we’re losing the baby.”
Time halts; shock assails. This shouldn’t be happening. Life should be growing. I don’t want her to go through this.
As much as you hurt for her, you know what she’s feeling is worse.
I’ve walked with many women through the devastation of miscarriage and infant loss. Though similar to infertility, and sometimes occurring after long seasons of delayed fertility, it’s a unique grief. Life is cut short. A mother won’t know her child outside the womb, this side of heaven.
Sometimes, she has to go through the entire labor and delivery process, only to come home empty-handed. No matter how early the loss starts, she’ll bear the physical signs of death. Blood sheds; hormones revolt. Joy of new life shatters.
Every woman copes with this loss differently. Some wish to grieve privately, while others choose to talk about their emotions so others can understand what they’re going through.
Every woman, when asked how others can help, answers with a similar plea: “Just acknowledge I lost my baby.”
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