josiah+co. Blog

My coffee press broke. My boobs are leaking. And my baby is dead. For sixteen weeks I grew life inside this womb, only to birth death. Seven times my hormones have been thrown into disarray. Seven times I've seen that little plus sign. Seven times my body has prepared to birth life. I really thought number seven was going to be the lucky one. The one that finally birthed our last living child. Pregnancy number seven. It has to be a sign, doesn't it? I slowly began my last newborn collection. Fingers crossed this was the last time my waist...

I’ve had 5 missed miscarriages.

Five times when my body hasn’t recognized that my babies’ had died

Five times when my womb clung to their stilled hearts begging for resurrection.

I’m not sure one ever gets over that. It changes you.

I just wanted to say - I am so glad you are here! Whether you've been following us for a while, or a friend directed you here... or however, I'm just glad you're here.

Walking through pregnancy/infant loss isn't easy, it hasn't been talked about a lot until recently. It can be hard to know how to navigate through all the complicated emotions, and even how to support friends around you who are walking through this journey...