I Lost Three Babies in a Year. No One Knew What to Say.
Grief is heavy. It sits in your chest, in your bones, in every quiet corner of your life. I never thought I would carry that kind of weight, but in just twelve months, I said goodbye to three babies I never got the chance to hold.
The Silence After the Storm
When you lose a baby, people often don’t know what to say. They offer soft “I’m so sorry” whispers or well-meaning clichés like “everything happens for a reason.”
But after the condolences fade, there is silence.
No one prepares you for the stillness of a house that was supposed to be filled with lullabies. No one tells you how to face the empty crib or the unopened onesies tucked away in drawers — gentle reminders of dreams that will never come true.
Living With Invisible Pain
Grief after pregnancy loss is unique. It’s a pain that lives under your skin, invisible to everyone else. You smile when someone asks how you’re doing, but inside, you’re unraveling.
You want to scream, to tell the world that your babies mattered — that they were real, even if their time here was painfully brief.
What I Needed Most
In those dark months, I didn’t need advice. I didn’t need someone to tell me to be strong or to try again.
I needed someone to sit beside me in the pain. Someone to look me in the eyes and say, “I see you. I see your babies. Their lives mattered.”
Breaking the Silence
I share my story because there are so many parents walking this same quiet road. Miscarriage and infant loss are more common than we realize, yet we rarely talk about them.
If you know someone who’s grieving this way, you don’t need perfect words. Sometimes, love looks like listening. Sometimes, comfort is found in sitting in silence, just being there, letting them know they are not alone.
To My Three Angels
To my babies —
You were loved before you even existed. You will always be a part of me, living quietly in my heart, in every sunrise and in every quiet night when I look at the stars and whisper your names
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