My husband, Jesse, and I met on 12 July 2017. I lived in Sydney, Australia. Jesse lived in Kansas City, Missouri where he was serving in the United States Air Force at the time. After flying back and forth to see each other multiple times we both knew we wanted to start a family together. […]
I go back and forth on what I think of the term “rainbow baby.” It has personally resonated so much with me, however I can’t think of it without thinking of my friends who can’t or choose not to have another baby after loss, or my friends who struggle to conceive. I know that phrase
Meghan and her husband started trying to get pregnant right after their wedding and got pregnant in the first month. The pregnancy went fairly easy, but unfortunately she found out that her son Caleb had passed away when she went into labor. He was born May 2019. They started trying again and were pregnant only
In May of 2020 we found out I was pregnant after about 5 months of trying. I felt so lucky to have gotten pregnant relatively quickly, especially with everything we had going on in our lives. COVID was brand new and my mom had just recently been diagnosed with Brain Cancer. I was so excited
My journey to motherhood began with my son in 2017. We became pregnant very quickly after deciding to start our family and were blessed with a beautiful baby boy. In late 2018 we decided to expand our fam and this time proved to be more difficult. Every month I was full of hope and every
I’ve always hated the term “rainbow baby.” It makes me feel like I have to refer to my daughter as a storm. And although it was the darkest time in my life, the last thing I ever want to do is diminish her existence to a simple metaphor. Project Finding Your Rainbow has helped me
March 4th, 2017, the day we became members of the club no one wants to be a part of. The day we lost our son, our parents lost a grandson, our siblings lost a nephew, and our daughter lost her brother. I remember my husband leaving for work like he always does around 4am. I
Grace The world just wasn’t ready for her. That is what I remember telling myself as I held my first daughter who was born sleeping. My story doesn’t start here, it didn’t end here either. I was 25 years old, married, and a mom to a son who was 2. I thought I was ready
After years of trying to get pregnant we turned to IVF. A miracle. After only one round, there it was – that illusive second line on a pregnancy test. Twins! Text book pregnancy until a the scan two days before my elective c-section at 37 weeks. I will never forget the expression on the sonographer’s
Our journey started with trying to conceive for a year. Working in OB I had some insight as to what needed to happen and when and we were already in our 30s. After 4 months of ovulation induction medication we were still unsuccessful and referred to a RE. After 3 rounds of IUI and no