“Sad news” was the title of a Facebook note published by a friend of mine who I’ve known since high school. She and her husband have been married about 7 years and she was pregnant with their first child, a little boy. He was due around mid-April. However, he was born on April 1 instead, stillborn. I’m absolutely distraught for her and her husband. Apparently, the baby died in the womb 1-2 days before, and they can’t explain it. She carried the precious cargo for almost 9 months, and now they are planning a funeral instead of navigating lives as new parents.
I’m still in shock. The first thing that comes to mind is: this can still happen in this day and age? I suppose the most tragic thing is that it was completely unforeseen. I think the whole pregnancy was perfectly fine; they had no reason to expect anything but a healthy delivery in due course.
I’m so sad for my good friend. She is a kind, giving, and non-judgmental person. She and her husband have given their lives in service – she is a social worker and he is a police officer. Together they have deservedly gained the trust and support of a vast, varied community over the years. This community was wildly excited about their starting a family of their own, and this community will support them anyway it can, but I can’t imagine the grief they must be grappling with right now.
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On another note, the charm I wanted to commemorate my own little one who didn’t make it should be done by the jeweler this week. I felt tremendous relief at finally finding someone to do it and having it started. The next step will be to discuss how I want to attach it to my bracelet; apparently, there are a few options. I can’t wait to have a little something to carry with me, something always near me, something I can touch and feel for comfort.