Mothering Our Mourning

I Knew

Told by: Karin At 32 years old I had had two normal births and pregnancy has never been an issue. I was in a new

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The Delicate Dance

Written by: Kristin I have daughters. 6 that I am certain of in fact. There are 4 running around my house. Helping with chores or the 

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Love Letters to My Daughter

Love Letters from Mothers to Our Daughters. Stillbirthday Sisters Stillbirthday Sisters, have a very, very special and important place in our stories. If you are

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Mommy & Me

The tiny cowboy hat that is used for our giveaways and represents my baby born in the first trimester.  I can find joyful moments as

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Getting to Know Me

Shared by: A Stillbirthday Mother A part of our Love Letters to Our Bodies I was pregnant in 2007.  At 23 weeks I made the

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I will nurture you instead

A part of our Love Letters to My Body collection, held within our Mothering the Mourning section. Written by: Heather Dear Heather-Body, I know we’ve

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Love Letters to My Body

In The Invisible Pregnancy, I challenge you as a mother to explore the intrinsic beauty and value of your body.  Mothering your mourning requires you

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Womandalas

The symbol of stillbirthday is the burning zero candle.  The original photo was taken at my son’s funeral, after a doctor called my baby debris,

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Empathizing with Elizabeth

I’ve written about Elizabeth here at stillbirthday before. Elizabeth, was a very old woman.  She waited a very, long time to become pregnant.  When she

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BIRTH & BEREAVEMENT QUOTES
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She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.

— Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated

No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.

— C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed

I am strong.

— January, founder of Birth Without Fear

When someone you love dies, and you’re not expecting it, you don’t lose her all at once; you lose her in pieces over a long time—the way the mail stops coming, and her scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in her closet and drawers. Gradually, you accumulate the parts of her that are gone. Just when the day comes—when there’s a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feeling that she’s gone, forever—there comes another day, and another specifically missing part.

— John Irving, A Prayer for Owen Meany

They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite.

— Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince
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