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Parents of lost babies and potential of all kinds: come here to share the technicolour, the vividness, the despair, the heart-broken-open, the compassion we learn for others, having been through this mess — and see it reflected back at you, acknowledged and understood.
Thanks to photographer Xin Li and to artist Stephanie Sicore for their respective illustrations and photos.
This was my safe space when my baby died 7 years ago. I have since had two children that have saved me. Their pregnancies while hard weren’t near as bad as what I’m experiencing now in my fourth and final pregnancy. I am 17 weeks and from early on realized I was suffering, possibly perinatal psychosis I thought. I spiraled very fast and become suicidal, thinking I will lose another and reliving the trauma, the unimaginable trauma of losing my first child.
Has anyone experienced perinatal anxiety and depression, perinatal psychosis or horrific ptsd in subsequent pregnancies? I am convinced something is wrong and this baby will die, so much so that I’ve wanted to terminate since the beginning to save my sanity. Isn’t that awful of me.