Letters to a Grieving Mom: Open on your due date after miscarriage

This day. It was circled on the calendar and etched on your heart. It was the day you hoped to meet your baby—to hold her, to study him. You planned to take her to your breast. You anticipated smothering his toes with kisses.

You had begun to rearrange your life around this day. It was to be a “before and after” day, marking a huge and happy transition in your life and home. You had planned to organize your work around this day. You had counted months before and after this day as you imagined...