Stillbirth Poem

“Stillbirth.

Infant loss.

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 lonely.

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

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