Stillbirth Support Group
This community is dedicated to those who have been impacted by a stillbirth. A stillbirth occurs when a fetus which has died in the uterus, during labor, or during delivery exits a woman's body. For help and support, share your experiences and learn how others coped. Don't forget that you are not alone.
My husband and I just moved from an apartment to our new house. After my daughter died we were debating if we still needed the extra space. We decided that it would be best to move because we had too many memories of me being pregnant at our apartment. I did not think that I would have been able to handle packing up Malaysia May's things at the place where we were supposed to bring our daughter home. I felt like I would just stare at the place were her bassinet and things used to be and get sad. On the other hand, if I kept her things up I felt like people would think that I had lost my mind.
We have already moved everything out of our old place except my daughter's things. I remember the excitement that I felt washing all of her clothes and putting them up. Her clothes are so adorable and she was going to be one fashionable baby.
Looking at her stuff somehow brings me comfort even though she never got to wear her clothes, play with her toys or use the ton of diapers that we have. The first few weeks after her birthday I felt like I was in a nightmare and I was going to wake up and everything was going to be okay. When I looked at her things I felt like she was still coming and all though it was similar to false hope it was comforting to me to believe that she was still coming and that she would be able to wear her clothes. Now I have to pack her things up and I know that I will probably have a melt down.
We have already moved everything out of our old place except my daughter's things. I remember the excitement that I felt washing all of her clothes and putting them up. Her clothes are so adorable and she was going to be one fashionable baby.
Looking at her stuff somehow brings me comfort even though she never got to wear her clothes, play with her toys or use the ton of diapers that we have. The first few weeks after her birthday I felt like I was in a nightmare and I was going to wake up and everything was going to be okay. When I looked at her things I felt like she was still coming and all though it was similar to false hope it was comforting to me to believe that she was still coming and that she would be able to wear her clothes. Now I have to pack her things up and I know that I will probably have a melt down.
Most of her clothes were hand me downs from my sister whose little girl just celebrated her first birthday and I had intended to keep them for any siblings Emma may have. I think that I will still do that. Any sister she may have will wear her hand me downs even though she never had a chance to wear them. There are however some things I won't share and will keep in her memory box, the first soft toy we bought her and the first outfit I had picked out for her. Those will always be uniquely Emma's.