This is the concluding post in a series on miscarriage and the Gospel — “#DadsHurtToo — A Father’s Memoir of Miscarriage.” It’s been almost three years since our last miscarriage. Wounds are healing. Yet, I’d be lying if I said those foxes don’t still bark and nip from time to time. They bark, but the Gospel…
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#DadsHurtToo (Part 5) — Miscarriage and Loneliness
This is the fifth post in a series— “#DadsHurtToo — A Father’s Memoir of Miscarriage.” In God’s kindness, we survived that year. Our son—Living Child #5—was born February 8, 2012, allowing us to spend the anniversary of our loss enjoying our newborn. With his birth, we were finished having children—miscarriage and the little foxes were not….
#DadsHurtToo (Part 4) — Miscarriage and Culture
This post is the fourth in a series — “#DadsHurtToo — A Father’s Memoir of Miscarriage.” The day we returned from the hospital, I headed to store to fill a prescription for my wife. As I drove, I turned on the radio, set to my usual public radio channel. A state lawmaker and the host were discussing…
#DadsHurtToo (Part 3) — Miscarriage and Shame
This is the third post in a series — “#DadsHurtToo — A Father’s Memoir of Miscarriage.” Our daughter—Living Child #4—entered the world in December 2008 with no complications. In the spring of 2009, we learned another baby was on its way, due in February 2010. On a family vacation in July, my wife experienced strange contraction…
#DadsHurtToo (Part 2) — Miscarriage and Comparison
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…