Saturday, September 6, 2014

Celebrating Jeslyn

One week from today we will celebrate our Jeslyn by planting a memorial garden in her honor. We have invited our friends and those that have supported us throughout this journey to help us create something to remember our sweet baby girl by. We've asked that everyone bring a plant or a pot of flowers that they would like to include in Jeslyn's garden. We plan to read a few meaningful passages/poems and place the brick we had made for Jeslyn (the same brick that was placed in the memorial walkway this year at Noah's Quest) at the base of her cherry blossom tree, to provide water and lemonade to drink, fruit and sweet treat to eat, as well as purple ribbons for everyone to hear to honor our Jeslyn. Although...wlikely plant the cherry blossom tree on Friday, September 12th as this is Jeslyn's due date, not the 13th. It will be something we can do as a family, privately, before we invite our friends and supporters to help us memorialize our girl.

I have been feeling very much at peace with this decision to include our friends and supporters in this way, because we couldn't have gotten through the last alomst 6 months without them. But, I would be lying if I said I wasn't worried about how it will all transpire. I know that it will be an emotional morning/afternoon for me, and, I just hope that people will embrace that and allow whatever emotions or feelings that come for me to come without judgement. I worry about it because I am a worry wort. But, I am sure that everyone will be respectful and understanding. 

We don't have anything like this as of yet, but, I would eventually like to have something like the below to sit in he corner of Jeslyn's garden:

//www.catholiccompany.com/

Maybe one day, after everything is planted and it's spring time next year, we can place this in her garden for her first heavenly birthday.



Friday, August 29, 2014

2 Weeks

I cannot believe that two weeks from today is Jeslyn's due date. Two weeks from today, she is supposed to be working on making her way into this world, and, our family is supposed to be overjoyed as a new baby joins our family. Isla is supposed to lay eyes on her baby sister for the first time, and, my heart is supposed to swell to an unimaginable size at the sight of it. I am supposed to watch my husband hold his newest love and I am supposed to fall in love with him all over again. Jeslyn is supposed to be placed in my arms, all beautiful, cuddly, sweet, and tiny...opening up the flood gates of emotions a mother has when she first sees who has been jumping around, hiccuping, and kicking inside her belly all those days and nights. There are supposed to be Facebook announcements, phone calls, texts, emails, and many, many photos of the first moments of Jeslyn's life. Instead - none of this is to happen. None of it. All of my hopes and dreams for my life with my newest baby girl were stolen from me when on March 10th, 2014 it was confirmed that Jeslyn would likely not survive to meet her due date, or die minutes afterwards because her 18th chromosome had one too many copies. Because my baby was diagnosed with Trisomy 18.

My heart aches for my baby...it aches for the huge belly I should have, but don't. It aches because of the grief I feel when I think about how I am supposed to lay eyes on my baby girl for the first time two weeks from now, and instead of that...instead of meeting Jeslyn and immediately falling in love with her a million times over, I am going to be a wreck. An absolute wreck. Because my baby is gone, and I will never get the chance to meet her on this earth. To hold her, kiss her, watch her learn to crawl and eventually walk, and grow. I only have the few memories of her that we created together, while she was alive and in my belly for 14 short weeks. It just feels criminal that I've been living all the milestones of this pregnancy without actually being pregnant anymore.

2 weeks...God, my heart aches. It just hurts so bad. 


Thursday, August 28, 2014

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Testing the Waters

I know I've mentioned this before...probably a lot. But, unfortnately, it's the plight of a baby loss mama. Well, most baby loss mamas I should say. It's hard...so hard, when you lose your baby (at ANY point in a pregnancy - no matter how the loss happens) and then have to pick up or resume your life. It's such a struggle...mentally, physically, emotionally, and spiritually. Literally, your whole world is turned upside down and you're left to somehow, pick up the pieces and keep going. For me, I had to keep going as best I could because I had to take care of and love my Isla. Although, that was difficult at times as well. Some people might think that having a healthy, living child might make the grief process less consuming or somehow, easier to navigate. But, I am here to say, for me, that has not been the case. From the second I started thinking of/dreaming of life with a new little one, Isla was a part of those hopes and dreams. She played a HUGE part in the decision making process for Alberto and I when we began talking about having a second child. I mean, seriously...if you know Isla, you know how vocal she is. She has been outwardly vocal about wanting a sibling for quite some time now. So, how could we not take her into account? Anyway, having said that, although she may make me smile and give me reasons to laugh, she also makes my heart hurt and she also gives me reason to cry. I've pictured her SO MANY TIMES holding "her baby", trying to help feed her baby, singing to her baby. Not to mention her growing up with her sibling...teaching him/her (I say him/her because when I had these thoughts initially, I didn't know Jeslyn was a girl) to play with blocks, make towers, to say her name. And then, when they're older...she would help teach him or her to ride a bike, to climb on the play structures at the park...all the things siblings do. ALL of that and SO MUCH MORE was taken when we lost Jeslyn. All of those hopes and dreams were snatched away from us and it tore my heart up into little pieces every.single.time. I thought about it. And if it's possible, it hurt even more when we learned that our baby was a girl. I've thought about Isla and Jeslyn being sisters and growing up together...loving on each other, learning from each other, playing with each other...and even now, it STILL tears my heart up into little pieces. 5 and a 1/2 months later, it still fucking hurts. But, that's to be expected. Because, like I've said so many times, to so many people...you don't get over the loss of your child and you don't get over the loss all the hopes and dreams you've dreamt up that include your angel baby. You just don't. Really, you just learn how to live with the pain and the hurt and you learn how to better navigate the hurt and the emotions you have as a result of those shattered hopes and dreams. 

I haven't even mentioned the part about how you (well me) find it excrutiating to see women who are pregnant. Other women, who get to carry their healthy babies in their big round bellies and they get to have their hopes and dreams safely intact. And not only that, but, they get to be naive about what it feels like to have a dead baby. And they get to worry about gaining all the pregnancy weight, having sleepless nights with a newborn, what it's going to feel like birth their baby. All that, and everything else women who are pregnant think about, dream about, and worry about. Everything I don't get to think about or dream about anymore. Then, there are the babies...the babies. I can't even. Seeing moms holding their brand new, deliciously beautiful babies is just too much to bear. I just can't even deal. 

So, knowing the above...knowing how much it hurts to see pregnant women, knowing how much it kills me to see moms interacting with their babies, knowing how much it hurts to see children Isla's age loving on and/or playing with small babies, I've decided that it's time. It's time that I try, slowly, but surely, to integrate myself back into the portion of my life that I've avoided for quite some time now. And that means knowing that it will hurt - because it will. Knowing that I may get emotional and that I may need a "time-out" to cry or to calm myself down. Knowing that it may put me in a funk for the rest of the day. It means knowing ALL of this, and trying anyway. Why? Because I don't want Isla to miss out on things. Play dates, or birthday parties, or trips to local kids places. I've felt so guilty about keeping Isla locked up and away from her friends for as long as I have. So, I've decided I need to try. For her, but, for me too.

Over the last almost 2 months I've tried to do things with Isla I haven't done in a long time, and, I've listed some of them (and quick blurts about how it went) below:


July 9th, 2014 - Zoo trip with friends
-I was very apprehensive and scared about being in such a public place...a place I've visited plenty of times before. So, I knew it would be packed with kids, pregnant mamas, babies, and combos of each of those. But, luckily, Isla and I had a GREAT time! I think it was because I was with my fellow baby loss mama MMT. Being with her eased my fears, and, she said something to me later that reasonated...she said "strength in numbers!". It is so true - I felt supported, I felt validated in my fears...I felt blanketed with understanding. Thank you MMT!

Isla and MMT's cutie pie ready for a fun day!

July 11th, 2014 - Family Storytime and the Splash pad
-I definitely fought myself on going to storytime. I've been to many a storytime, and, this particular storytime is family storytime. That means it's open to families with little as small as newborns all the way up to 6yrs. Just as I thought, it was definitely tough to be there. There were definitely small infants there, and, I just did my best to focus on Isla and be present with her. We sang, we moved, we read books...it was nice. Then, we got to go to a nearby splash pad with friends! That was nice, too. Isla really enjoyed playing with her friend K ;-)

Isla having fun with her friend K in the water!

July 19th, 2014 - E's 1st birthday
-I felt my mood deflate on the way to E's birthday party. I was afraid, because, I thought that since it was a 1yr old's birthday party, there would be many littles there and it would be too overwhelming for me. But, I was wrong! E was pretty much the smallest kiddo there, and for the most part, all the other kids were Isla's age (her friends) or older. We had a great time - thanks for including us JM!

"I mustache you a question!"

July 20th, 2014 - C's 3rd birthday
-Since we'd gone to a party the day before and I did pretty well, I was more confident today than I was the day before. ML and JL always put on a great party, too. So, I knew it would be a good time. Oddly enough though, the second I got there, my mood deflated again. I felt sort of uncomfortable and so for most of the party, I was stand off-ish. One of my very sweet friends was in attendance with her newborn twins and it was just so hard for me. At one point, I cried...I was away from everyone and in ML's house taking a bathroom break. But, ML, being the sweetheart she is, checked on me and while I was talking with her, I got emotional and I just let it out. Thankfully, she understood. Shortly after that, we left the party. Thank you for being so understanding, ML!

My big girl, sitting on a monster truck tire!

August 2nd, 2014 - Lady Bug 1/2 Mile Race
-Isla did great in her race (she got to run with her good friend S), and, I was such a proud mama! She even got to play a little bit on the play ground...and we danced together to a coverband that sang the Temptations "Ain't Too Proud to Beg". We had a pretty good time, and, I was glad that my friend AM mentioned the race to us a few months ago. 

Isla and her running buddy!

August 9th, 2014 - OMSI
-We've been going to OMSI for about a year and a half now. Isla has loved it ever since the first say we went. I used to take her ALL the time. But, just as I've avoided places like Jenni & Tommy's and library storytimes, I've also avoided OMSI. So, it was a big deal for me to go there with my family on this day. We took Isla in the afternoon/evening in hopes of avoiding a crowd, and, that was a great idea because there weren't overwhelming amounts of people in any one space. Overall, we had a good time exploring the exhibits and playing in the science playground. However, visiting the prenatal display was a bit too much (it was at Isla's request). So, I hightailed it out of there quickly.

The water feature is the business for Ms. Isla!

August 15th, 2014 - Jenni & Tommy's
-It's been about 6 months since I've been to Jenni and Tommy's. It's another place I've avoided like the plague for a while because it's a place dedicated to children playing. As a result, there's always tons of babies and pregnant mamas. Isla had been asking me to go for a while though, so, I decided to bite the bullet and go. Luckily, isn't wasn't crowded and there was only one little on hand. It was easy enough to avoid that family. So, Isla and I actually had a good time! She was OBSESSED with the Lightening McQueen car...need to find it ASAP :-)

She even has Lightening McQueen undies she loves him so much!

August 16th, 2014 - Big Truck Day
-Daddy was supposed to come with us, but, he got called in to work. So, Isla and I went solo. It was CROWDED, and, it was pretty darn hot. But, Isla and I walked around and looked at all the cool big trucks (fire trucks, police cars, dump trucks, a swat vehicle, and even huge cranes!) and she even got into a helicopter! We got to see some friends ST and her little H...it was good to see them for even just a little while. As expected, there were lots of families and babies and pregnant women. But, I tried to focus on spending time with Isla and making memories with her...and I think I was able to do that. 

My little pilot <3

August 23rd, 2014 - The Children's Museum
-We thought it might be a madhouse inside the museum because the parking lot was CRAZY. I immediatelt felt some anxiety at the thought of it being jam packed inside the museum. But, I guess all the people in the parking lot were headed to the Zoo (it was a gorgeous, very warm day). Once we got in, it was perfect. Not too many kids/babies/pregnant women, a locker to put our stuff in...it was absolutely perfect. We had a blast playing with Isla, and she had a blast too. The new outdoor adventure is AWESOME and Isla LOVED the creek and the fun stick maze. We'll definitely be going back!

Enjoying the water @ the creek!

August 27th, 2014 - Play Boutique with friends
-It's been almost a year since I've taken Isla to Play Boutique. I certainly had reservations going there because it's a place for kids to play. But, I knew that I was going with two women who are incredibly supportive of me and have been there for me in ways other people have not. So, I felt supported and like I could count on them if I needed them. Things went great though, and, Isla had a good time playing with her friends. I had a great time catchig up with my friends. I couldn't have asked for more. Thank you CH and LB for joining Isla and I - we love you ladies and your kiddos!

Love these kiddos!

Looking back on all the things we've done over the last 2 months, I feel pretty damn proud of myself. I have a tendency to get down on myself and wonder when I am going to be okay being in public without worrying about who is going to be there...how many pregnant women there will be there, who is going to bring their infant, etc. Part of that is because I miss seeing the people in my life who I've grown accustomed to seeing on a regular basis. Another part of that is because I want to make sure Isla's life is as normal a possible. And some of it is because I get impatient with myself and wonder why this grief journey is so damn difficult. But, unfortunately, there's no timeline, no blue print, no manual for this. You just have to do the work and let it unfold. I've done that, I've been doing that, and, I will continue to do that. And while I am doing it, I will try and be patient with myself. So, do me a favor...if you know me and you know what I've been through, you try and be patient with me too. 









Monday, August 18, 2014

August 19th - Day of Hope

It's been just over a month since I last posted here on my blog. I know, I know...I said that I was going to have the whole summer to blog my little heart out. And, here I am...not posting a new blog post in about 40 days. I'm sorry I haven't held up my end of the deal, and, let me just say...I am very grateful to those of you who come and check in with me on a fairly often basis. I really do appreciate that you care enough to take the time out of your day to read what's going on with me. But, truth be told, there are reasons why I haven't come to blog in a while. And right now, most of those reasons I am not ready to share. But, I will in due time. I promise. For now, there's something that I felt compelled to write about, and, that is why I am here. 

Today is August 19th - Day of Hope. It is a world wide prayer flag project and ceremony that took place this evening at 7:30p local time (PST here in Or). It was hosted by an amazing women by the name of Carly Marie. She has an incredible website that has great information on healing, different memorial beach photographers (they write angel babies names in the sand and take gorgeous photos of it for grieving parents), information on grief protects that you can be apart of, as well as these beautiful self-care affirmations. Carly brought together 7 women who are all apart of the grief community (for one reason or another) and they all read different pieces related to breaking the silence surrounding the death of babies and children. The project itself started on July 1st and concludes August 19th. The point of the project is to craft a prayer flag that is inscribed with a prayer, a mantra, a beautiful saying, messages, names, scriptures...or whatever is relevant or important to the individual making the flag and then join the community in hanging the flag in a significant place on August 19th. The ceremony began with lighting a candle in honor of the baby or babies in your life that have gone from this earth, Carly then spoke about the event and what it means, each of the seven women read their beautiful pieces, and then Carly closed with her story about her Christian. I could go into detail about what the women who participated in the ceremony read, but, I thought I'd post the ceremony here for you to view for yourself.



Of the readings during the ceremony, there were two that struck my heart personally, and, I wanted to post the words to those here:

Quote from Gerald Lawson Sittser, A Grace Disguised: How the Soul Grows Through Loss

"Gifts of grace come to all of us. But we must be ready to see and willing to receive these gifts. It will require a kind of sacrifice, the sacrifice of believing that, however painful our losses, life can still be good — good in a different way then before, but nevertheless good. I will never recover from my loss and I will never got over missing the ones I lost. But I still cherish life. . . . I will always want the ones I lost back again. I long for them with all my soul. But I still celebrate the life I have found because they are gone. I have lost, but I have also gained. I lost the world I loved, but I gained a deeper awareness of grace. That grace has enabled me to clarify my purpose in life and rediscover the wonder of the present moment."

Here's  prayer flag I made for my friend MMT:

I actually added a 9 x 12 green backing to this (same green as the letters and cross) and wrote words like "courage", "love", "family", etc on it for her <3

Here's Jeslyn's candle, lit tonight in her honor:

Mommy and Daddy love you bear <3


Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Heartbreaking...

Image: http://www.typophile.com/node/116362

Oh Brasil...my heart breaks for you. And for my husband because he is just devastated. Absolutely, positively devastated. The World Cup meant so much more than just soccer to the people of Brasil. Generations of Brazilians had been looking forward to it for quite some time, since it has been 64 years since the last World Cup was held in Brasil. To lose...and to lose, like that? 7-1 to a German team that looked overly prepared to play a Brazilian team that was sort of standing on only one leg (due to the absence of their star player, Neymar and their captain Silva). It was a brutal match to watch, and, I wish that I could erase it from my mind...and from the minds of the million of Brazilian that witnessed the utter humiliation of their countrymen. 

At this point, we can only hope that Argentina loses to the Netherlands and that the Dutch and Germany play for the Cup. Because, it would add salt to already gaping, painful wounds if Argentina were to advance.\

If you aren't quite into soccer (typically I am not, but, World Cup is different) and you don't know what this loss means to the people of Brasil, take a look at the below photo...it says it all.

Image: http://www.people.com/article/brazil-world-cup-fans-crying



Saturday, July 5, 2014

Sad Saturday

Remember how I said in the last post that yesterday, 7/4, would have been a milestone day in my pregnancy with Jeslyn? The 30 week mark. And remember how I said my grief was bubbling below the surface ALL DAY and I felt like I needed to hold it in and be strong because we had company and I didn't want to ruin everyone else's holiday? Well...I shouldn't have done that. Because, it always comes out...always. My black cloud finds a way, and, today it rained on me something fierce. I was supposed to go to a Mom's Night In at a friends house this evening. She and some of my other friends put together n awesome set-up with tents, sleeping bags, food, drinks...the whole nine. And I'd been looking forward to going because it's been a long time since I've spent some good, quality time with these ladies. Oh, AND, we'd planned on going to the beach today. To Cannon Beach. It's sort of a tradition...we go to the beach the weekend after the 4th. But, NONE of this happened...none of it. Because all I could think about was missing my girl...grieving for my girl. I spent most of the day in bed, crying on and off...trying to tend to Isla when I can. But, mostly just drowning myself in my grief. And, that's OK. Obviously, I needed to. 

So, yes...today was a sad Saturday </3