This is the second post in a series — “#DadsHurtToo — A Father’s Memoir of Miscarriage.” Despite arriving pale, blue, and breathless—the umbilical cord cinching a death-grip on his throat—our first child lived, as did our second and our third. We first experienced the death of a child in the womb in September 2007, a year…
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#DadsHurtToo (Part 1): A Father’s Memoir of Miscarriage
My wife and I have nine children, but if you meet us, we’ll only say we have five. That’s because we’ve only ever named five—the five we’ve met, the five who took breaths, the five we brought home. Four of our children died by “miscarriage.” Medically speaking, miscarriage is the spontaneous loss of a pregnancy…
Dads Hurt Too: A Memoir of Miscarriage
“Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? And not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father.” “But even the hairs of your head are all numbered,” Jesus assures us. “Fear not, therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows.” The argument here is not: people matter, therefore sparrows…