by Albert Inestein in Grief

The author shares a deeply personal and emotional account of the stillbirth of her son, Mo. The narrative begins with the unexpected golden glow of the weeks following Mo's birth, a stark contrast to the pain and confusion of the delivery itself. She describes a negative experience with a dismissive midwife, and the horrifying moment she learned Mo had died. The author details the difficult decision of meeting her stillborn son, the emotional rollercoaster of holding him, and the subsequent process of saying goodbye. She reflects on the overwhelming grief, guilt, and self-doubt that followed, including obsessive questioning of her actions during pregnancy and labor. The narrative also highlights the support of her husband and friends, her gradual healing process, and the eventual acceptance of her loss. The piece poignantly concludes with a visit to Mo's grave on his second birthday, marking a shift towards healing and the enduring love for her son.