Mother’s Day. It’s always a very joyous day where we celebrate our wives and mothers for epitomizing love, selflessness, and sacrifice. Mothers love their children so much, and even though children can be a challenge, they’re also a source of great joy and fulfillment. Who can resist that big smile or those adorable little giggles when you pick them up and toss them in the air (at least when dad does)?
When you’ve experienced baby loss though, it’s all very different. Amy’s first Mother’s Day was the year we miscarried Gabriel. The second was a mere month after losing Gianna. After experiencing pregnancy and all it entails, excruciating labor, and a c-section on top of it, she had nothing to hold onto on Mother’s Day. Empty arms and a heart full of grief and pain – that was Mother’s Day 2015. Of course, Amy was still a mother, but such an incomplete one who was living the paradox of bereaved motherhood: your children are separated from you by the invisible curtain that divides time from eternity. [Read more…]