December 9, 2014
When you go to deliver a baby who is no longer living, some things are the same. You still go to Labor and Delivery. You still have L&D nurses. There is still a channel on the TV all about taking care of your newborn. There is still a warming bassinet in the corner.
When you go to deliver a baby who is no longer living, some things are different, too. We didn’t have to stand in the lobby to register. Instead, we were quickly ushered the long way around to our room so we could avoid the other laboring moms. We were taken to the room at the very back, again to keep us as far away from the happy rooms as possible. A picture of a dove was placed on the door, alerting any staff member who came in to our situation.
While waiting the hours for my induced labor to start, I pondered the history of the room we were in. How many babies had been born sleeping in that room? Was it always that room? Did they avoid using that room for live births due to the bad vibe? How much sadness, how many broken dreams, had been born to tears in that room?
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