tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30803162164612610412011-04-21T15:24:38.217-07:00Celestehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04136621488028178493noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3080316216461261041.post-9789307534556753452009-01-01T22:44:00.000-08:002009-01-01T23:55:32.984-08:00

It's been one year now since the passing of our little boy, Thomas, and a sort of peace has settled around me. I think about him quite often still, and every so often I take out his picture to see his face. Just like with anyone who passes away, you find that over time you feel like you are forgetting what they looked like. With each time that I see that picture, now I feel pride in such a

Celestehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04136621488028178493noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3080316216461261041.post-18183161511148838182008-09-02T22:18:00.000-07:002008-09-02T22:39:03.983-07:00

It's been some time since I read over my birth story of Thomas. Very painful, and yet I read it with a certain kind of peace in me. It was almost like reading someone elses story. I could relate and felt sorrow for the loss. But it wasn't so gut wrenchingly painful as I know it truly was at the time.My sorrow, I don't think, will ever go away. But my acceptance has grown. My ability to accept my

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Thomas Christopher Bowen My Stillbirth Experience. It was Sunday when everything started. Though, I didn’t know it at the time. I was almost 20 weeks pregnant when Kevin and I took the kids with us to do some Christmas shopping. It was December 2nd.We figured we could spend the day together trying to figure out what to get the kids, and then go back later and buy it when they were home

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