It’s having to say the sweetest hello and the hardest goodbye at the same time.
It’s labor with no reward.
It’s leaving the hospital with a box of tokens, instead of with your baby in a carrier.
Empty belly. Empty arms. Broken heart.
It’s an empty crib and an empty gown.
It’s a furnished nursery but an empty house…
It’s looking at pictures every day because that’s all you have.
It’s 1 in 160.
Its something people are too afraid to talk about.
It’s me and it’s my baby.”
– Whitley Grace’s Mom