This is crazy… I mean, my OB told me, the social worker at the hospital told me, I read it in books, I even read about it on websites of fellow bereaved mothers: everyone grieves differently. You’d think that knowing that, you wouldn’t make the same mistakes. Yet I did. Because realizing this fact, isn’t…
I’ve received quite some reactions to my website already, and I wanted to share a word about it. From the reactions I have received, there’s an obvious distinction I can make: there are people out there that just love the website, like and respect that I am doing this, and tell me that they admire…
This grief… It’s a roller coaster… The most horrifying roller coaster you could possibly imagine. I can feel relatively “okay” sometimes. It’s still there, I always carry it with me. The most treasured memories I have. Memories of her. But also the grief. The heavy burdon I carry along like a 100kg backpack every day since…
I had a baby. I had a daughter. Her name was Sahar. Our firstborn. The most beautiful blessing. The most precious and beautiful little girl I have ever seen. Our daughter. She made me a mother. She made me experience love in it’s purest form. Unconditional. 22 wonderful weeks she spent in my womb. Growing….