A beautiful and moving post from Justine Froelker at Ever Upward…
The loss of an eight cell embryo.
The loss of miscarriage at 6 weeks, 10 weeks, however many weeks.
The loss of stillbirth at any week.
The loss of a toddler.
The loss of any child.
Loss is loss.
I had the honor to process this lesson of life with a client on the same day that my fellow warrior at My Perfect Breakdown wrote a beautiful, kind of rebuttal, piece to my piece Our Infertility Rap Sheets.
And, again I am reminded that there simply are no mistakes made in this life or coincidences. And, that I have amazing people around me in this journey.
In her post My Perfect Breakdown discussed how her numbers are important to her because they are her children lost to miscarriage. In my piece, I wrote about taking my numbers out because, for me, they came from a place of shame, scarcity and…
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