I found this article today about miscarriage from a Christian perspective. Although I find the way the woman writes a bit wishy washy, her reflections echo much of what I have felt.
http://www.intouch.org/magazine/content/topic/one_year
Also I just need to say this to put it out there...I hate how people just talk about the blood with a miscarriage (see article above). While there certainly was a lot of blood, it's not just blood (well it certainly wasn't for me). I saw my child. I held him in my hand and wrapped him in a small square I crocheted. We buried him. Maybe I shouldn't let this little bit of terminologyy bother me, but it does. It was not just a period, it was a birth, a death, and a funeral wrapped into one.
Today, I went to a ladies tea at church. The girls who ran it did a nice job and there was a nice little study on friendship, but I was unexpectedly saddened. We were playing that game where you go through your purse and get points for the different things that are in it. One item was "a picture of all your children." Well I don't have a picture of Alex (I guess it would be strange if I did...although I always wish I did have an ultrasound pic, they don't print out any for you if your baby is dead), and at least half the people in the room think I've never had a child at all. So one of the girls said, "O, a picture of your cats for you." Ouch. But then and even bigger OUCH! as I realized I will never have a picture of all my children.
I also hate how people only focus on the blood. I definitely saw a lot of tissue including our baby, which my DH and I both held for a few moments.
ReplyDeleteI have had that same thought about never having a photo of all of my children, and it makes me sad too.
((hugs))