03/10/2022
This!
“It took my breath away.”
I’ll never forget when I truly experienced my breath being taken away.
My breathing was shallow as they searched for Laurelai’s heartbeat on the fetal doppler and then became more and more shallow as they searched for a sign of life on the ultrasound machine.
The first time my breath was taken away?
It happened when my doctor muttered those four life changing words.
“There is no heartbeat.”
I inhaled with shock. The shock of a new reality.
In that very moment, I truly realized the meaning of loss.
My breathing stayed shallow up until I saw her. Where I again had my breath taken away.
There was a bitter beauty about this time. She was perfect and I remember feeling an overwhelming feeling of guilt that I was still breathing when she wasn’t.
That last inhale I took before I lost her has never fully been breathed back out. I live in the inhale of all of the lost moments…the lost life that I get flashes of on a day to day basis.
And I feel like I won’t be able to fully breathe again until I see her again. My breathing will forever be shallow until I take my last.
So for now, as I live my life without my beautiful baby I wait…
I wait until I can breathe again.
-Hailey Ricks
Stillborn Still Loved Foundation