Thursday, July 22, 2010

Mom to Cora
November 30th, 2009-December 6th, 2009
Indianapolis, IN

I had a perfect pregnancy. When my daughter was born, she was a big baby 8 pounds 12 ounces and declared the picture of good health. I took her home for five perfect days.

On the fifth day? She died.

Babies don't die in my family. I thought infant loss ran in families. But, it does not. Baby loss strikes anywhere, regardless of race, creed, or country.

Cora was diagnosed by the coroner's office with congenital heart disease. I'd never heard of it until I got that phone call.

I go in waves with Cora's Story, sometimes going into the details helps, sometimes it's just too hard. Now is one of those times. I just can't force myself to replay that early morning when I looked down to my dead baby in my arms. We were breastfeeding. It was sudden. It is and was hard. That's all I've got for now.

Life has been so strange and different since her death. A blur. A haze. I miss her.

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Kathryn @ Expectant Hearts said...

Kristine is one of the most amazing moms I know!

Auntie M said...

Love you, Kristine!!!!

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