“You see those socks on Chrissy Teigen’s feet?
I know those socks.
Rubbery bottoms and thin cotton. Presented to you in a sterile plastic package. Somehow, they end up on your feet. Maybe it was a nurse or maybe it was your partner who put them there. Not really warm, not really comfy, but still you wear them.
Those socks.
I’ve literally walked in those same socks as Chrissy Teigen. It’s a terrible thing we have in common. Because even though our experiences were different, we know the same heartbreak.
Both of us know what it’s like to hold our babies for the first, last, and only time.
Both of us know what it’s like to enter a hospital pregnant and leave without your baby.
Both of us know what it’s like to wear those socks.
And we’re not alone.
Because even if you didn’t wear the socks.
Even if your baby died at home.
Even if your baby died at 4 weeks or 12 weeks or 40 weeks.
You still know.
You know the heartache.
You know the emptiness.
You know the heavy, heavy grief of a parent living without their baby.
You know.
I know.
Chrissy knows.
And because of this, we are never truly alone.”
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