Creating a safe space to honor and connect with our babies.

Mother Fucking Hood

When you lose a baby. You lose parts of you that you didn’t realize existed. You lose the version of yourself that you are and will never be that person again. This loss is so profound and so painfully visceral, it feels like dying- only your not. Not physically dying anyways. Parts of yourself go up in flames and come back down as ash and it is up to you to rise up from those ashes like a phoenix and You lose a person to love, a future you imagined and planned, you lose the tangible and physical ways to love your baby. The ache and the longing one has for their dead baby is unimaginable. It doesn’t go away but it becomes less deniable that it will happen. The longing is ignored because we know the truth that they will never be returned to us in a physical form. We have to create a place for us to connect with out babies. We need a sacred place that is ours. That we can love our baby in safety. For some of us this is a burial plot at the cemetery, for others it is a place in our home where our babies ashes are with us. We create a “ofrenda” of sorts but it is all year long. Over time that place grows with mementos that support our love for our babies. If you need extra support during the holidays send me an email,

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