On October 12 2010 I became a statistic when my previously-perfect pregnancy ended at 21 weeks in a horrific miscarriage.  While I fretted and worried from the moment I found out I was pregnant (was that frappuccino I had the other night really bad? I had a hot dog at the baseball game – will…

After losing Baby Teysko, we received a huge amount of sympathy cards and emails, and people were incredibly gracious, kind, and understanding.  There were a few well-meaning souls who really shouldn’t have said anything, though, because even though their intentions were to be helpful, they were some of the most callous and stupid things I’ve…

The funny thing about grief is how it follows you everywhere.  It’s like when you were in sixth grade and there was a third grader who thought you were awesome and kept popping up in the lunch room and the library to ask you what you thought about his teacher, or if you could help…

I hang out a lot on the grief board of a pregnancy website.  Not as much as I used to, though.  When we first lost Baby T, I was on that board every hour, checking messages, finding others who had gone through the same thing, reassuring myself that this pain could be dealt with, lived…

I am struggling with writing this Grief Blog.   On one hand, I don’t want to dwell in my grief, simmer in it, because then I’ll become part of the Grief Stew, and I fear it will overtake me.  On the other hand, though, there is all this emotion that needs to be let out….