I kept saying, ‘My baby is dead,” not because I wanted to believe it, but because I needed the world to understand what my heart already knew.
In that moment, everything changed. I had come in carrying a child, and I was leaving without her. But even when my arms were empty, my heart didn’t know how to stop loving or how to stop hurting.
This is for every mother who’s carried love and loss in the same breath, you are not alone,Your story matters. Your baby counts, and your love still lives on.
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