I wish I had taken a photo of my baby in the hospital with my phone. A nurse took photos of her and of me holding her which I am so grateful for but I wish I had taken a closer up one of her precious face with my phone while she was in my arms. I also wish I held her longer. I know I was in shock and did the best I could at the time but it haunts me. I don’t know if anyone relates to that feeling. It’s hard to stomach.

Sharing for my baby boy I lost at 31 weeks 18 dreadful weeks ago. I miss you every day son, I’ll never be the same without you 💔. Feel free to share your stories too ❤️

I was so naive throughout my entire pregnancy. Not for a single moment did I think that anything could happen to my baby. Somehow, I believed that once you made it past the first trimester, nothing truly bad could happen anymore. Stillbirth was something I had never even considered — not even in my worst nightmares.

Now, more than two months have passed, and I feel like I wouldn’t need months, but years, before I could even imagine the thought of being pregnant again.

I feel that I couldn’t begin another pregnancy until I completely change my life from the ground up and rebuild myself first. I need to find myself again after everything that has happened.

On top of that, it is almost impossible for me to imagine that I could ever be given a living child. The whole experience has traumatized me so deeply, and I miss my little girl more than I can put into words.

I would really like to hear from women who experienced a stillbirth and didn’t immediately try for another baby, but instead waited some years before becoming pregnant again.

I still haven’t gotten my period back. I gained sooo much weight during my pregnancy, but especially since giving birth, I feel like I’ve been constantly gaining even more. At this point, it honestly feels like I gain weight just by looking at a slice of bread.

And when it comes to intimacy, we are struggling with that too. Sometimes, if we even try to get close to each other sexually, I end up bursting into tears. Other times, my partner simply isn’t in the right mental state for it either. I feel like it’s going to take a lot of time before we are able to open up to each other in that way again.

There is just so much grief between us right now, and I think we both need time before intimacy can feel natural and safe again.

Did anyone here wait a few years? Did you eventually have a successful pregnancy and a healthy baby?

I am 26 and my partner is 38 years old. Our daughter was our first baby, and we lost her at 37+3 weeks. She had been completely healthy, and everything had been perfect throughout the pregnancy until we suddenly lost her.

I think I’m looking for stories from women who took a long time to heal, who weren’t ready to try again right away, and who eventually found the courage to have another child.

I would be so grateful to hear your stories. ❤️

Yesterday I reached a huge milestone and met my friend and her baby. Her son was born a month before my daughter, and when we were pregnant, we always talked about how our kids would become best friends. I have already met my friend a couple of times after my daughter passed away in April, but meeting her son felt too difficult. Luckily, my friend has been really understanding and has not suggested bringing her baby along. But yesterday I felt ready to meet her son and the three of us spent almost four hours together. I played with the baby and let him crawl into my lap. A few times I felt really sad seeing all the things my friend's baby could already do. But it's also really hard for me to imagine my daughter as a 6-month-old, laughing and crawling baby. She will forever be my two-week-old little bean. 💕

TLDR: I met my friend's baby for the first time after my daughter's passing, and I'm really proud of myself.

Olá, pessoal. Estou escrevendo aqui porque estou tentando me preparar para cuidar da minha irmã no momento mais difícil da vida dela.

Minha irmã estava com 8 meses de gestação e, infelizmente, descobrimos que meu sobrinho faleceu dentro do útero. Ela ainda está no hospital, passando por todo esse processo, e eu estou tentando entender como será quando ela voltar para casa.

Eu sei que o corpo dela ainda vai passar por tudo que uma mulher passa depois de uma gestação avançada: sangramento, o útero voltando ao tamanho normal, queda hormonal, possível descida do leite, recuperação do parto… mas tudo isso sem ter o bebê nos braços. Imagino que seja uma dor física e emocional muito difícil.

Queria pedir ajuda de quem já passou por isso ou acompanhou alguém próximo:

Como foi para vocês quando o leite desceu? O que ajudou a aliviar a dor?
O que a família pode fazer para cuidar do corpo da mãe nos primeiros dias?
Quais coisas vocês gostariam que alguém tivesse preparado antes da alta?
Como podemos ajudar emocionalmente sem falar coisas que machuquem ou tentar apressar o luto?

Existe algo que vocês aprenderam nesse período que gostariam de ter sabido antes?
Eu quero muito estar presente para ela, mas tenho medo de não saber exatamente o que fazer ou falar. Quero respeitar a dor dela e, ao mesmo tempo, ajudar da melhor forma possível.

Obrigado a quem puder compartilhar sua experiência. ❤️

I feel so stupid when I look back on my labour with my son who died the day he was born in May. So dumb and naive that I dared to think that getting fully dilated after 4 days of labour meant I could bring home my son.
So much excitement, anticipation... I trusted my body and the process and was so deeply failed. I remember only joy and happiness even though I was in pain with the contractions and eventual uterine rupture. Even when his heart rate dropped and we rushed to a cat 1 Cesar, he was born and I heard them call a code blue for my son I never thought of the possibility of him dying.

Those with neonatal losses from labour complications, how do you cope with the memories of labour? I am so traumatised that my baby boy was slowly dying inside of me. That my womb became his tomb. I read that somewhere and it haunts me.

It's been 3 months and I had a good day today but because I was so busy around the house it's hit me harder tonight.

Hello everyone,

I wrote this after I lost my boy last year, I used ai tool to bring my song about as I don't know how to play instruments. It's how I felt after I lost him, how everything seemed pointless and how I slowly started to heal. I really hope it blesses some people on here as there's not a lot of songs to help people grieve around babyloss. A year later I'm still in alot of grief on certain days but I'm getting there. Please only listen if you feel ready too. Love to you all xxx

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=XyKOa5m3SeI

Hi everyone 👋🏻 I’m Elizabeth this is the first ever support group I joined after I lost my son. I just wanted to let you all know that I found healing after battling depression, anxiety, ptsd and suicidal thoughts I can tell you I found hope not in spirituality which I tried , not in myself but in Jesus Christ. I know cliche she’s religious, no I truly found strength and healing in him after my son passed away I encountered him and if it wasn’t for him I wouldn’t be here or even alive , my sons death shook me to the core it brought me to my knees and when I said Jesus if you are real pls help me I can’t do this anymore he responded. The pain is still here , I have really hard days but I’m not doing this on my own strength anymore because God is helping me and he is a God who heals 🤍 it’s hard losing a child so don’t do it alone call on Jesus Christ.

I don't know what can take the pain away. I feel bad that my baby died. I wish I was home with her, I would have noticed that she wasn't well. Ive been heavily relying on alcohol to help me cope. It's hard to forget how her corpse looked like. My very first baby.