Another Name for the Book


Part of seeing a new therapist means rehashing many details of my life, and over the past few years, grief. I saw my previous therapist for two years. During the first session, I had to share with her all of the details of how we lost Nelle. I had a session the day after I found out I was pregnant with Iris. She gave me the tightest hug after I lost Iris saying “This isn’t what I wanted for you.” She heard a recap of every doctor’s visit. Every stressful moment during my final pregnancy. And when Autumn was born, I brought her to a session. Continue reading

Birthday Thoughts 

Another year, another birthday.  This is the first year where I have really felt my age: now 34.  My 20s brought a lot of changes in our lives and then early 30s was just adding a number to the year, but I have become increasingly aware of my age. I think it is directly related to how much time I spent around pregnant women in my support group for women who had experienced losses.  At 35, you are high-risk for age alone.  When I was first pregnant with Nelle, I was 31.  Now it feels like I have aged 100 years since then.  Continue reading


2017-03-01 Comfort

A few weeks before our wedding, I was in a car accident where I was not at fault: another driver ran a stop sign and hit my car on the driver’s side.  Just over a year later, the same thing happened again – a driver ran a stop sign and slammed into my car.  After two accidents where other drivers were not following the rules of the road, it took a long, long time for me to drive with any degree of comfort or trust in the other people on the road.  I would have irrational fears as Ger drove and give random cries of “Look out!” Continue reading


2016-09-30 Therapy

Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Journal Entry:
It has been 12 days and 19 minutes since I gave birth to Nelle.  She was born at 6:22 p.m. on September 4th and she had already left this world.

I started seeing a therapist the week immediately following.  The first session, Ger and I went together.  Today, she wanted to see me alone.  She gave me a small journal and told me to write down three things I am grateful for each day.  The journal’s pages were too small.  This one is bigger wand was in the box of mementos from the hospital in honor of my baby girl, so it is significant.  Here goes…

1. I am grateful for the small ring I ordered.  It has a heart stamped on one side and NELLE stamped on the inside.
2. I am grateful for my boss at work.  She has been incredibly supportive.
3. I am grateful for the people who continue to reach out to me.  I get a message or something almost every day and they are comforting.  Today, it was a private Facebook message and a card in the mail.  Continue reading