What to Do When Her Baby Died….
August 18, 2008
When I lost the boys, I didn’t really know what to do. I didn’t understand anything that was happening to me (and still don’t most of the time). The doctors told me some stuff, my aunt (who lost a baby at 34 weeks) was a great comfort to me but mainly, I was left with the books I left the hospital with and the Internet. The books were not my cup of tea. They ranged from very religious to just very sad. I would get bogged down in how MUCH sadness there was and then I would lose hope for ever being happy again. Also, “general” books on grieving don’t do it for someone who has lost a child. It’s a different type of loss – as is a miscarriage. A miscarriage is not the same type of loss as for someone who has given birth to (and held) a baby who died. It’s not worse and it’s not better, it’s just different and the two shouldn’t be lumped together (which many support groups and counseling books do). It’s just not the same.
So, I was left with the Internet and in the selfish spirit of feeling better about what has happened to me – i.e. making this loss have some meaning – here are my suggestions if you or someone you love has lost their baby.
1. Don’t hide from her. That has been one of the most painful things – feeling lonely and abandoned. If you don’t know what to say, tell her that. Most of the time, I just want company. Being alone allows all of these negative thoughts to bounce around in my head and it’s hard to deal with.
2. Offer to make dinner, bring dinner, clean the house, answer emails, field phone calls, make a donation in the name of the baby, whatever but NO FLOWERS. You drop off flowers and leave and the flowers are there as a constant reminder of her loss. And then they die. If you need to give a living thing, stick with a plant that will survive for a while. I got a lovely Gardenia when I lost the second baby and even though it reminds me of what happened, the blooms are a pretty reminder.
3. Don’t say, “call me if you need me or you want to talk.” She won’t. I didn’t and I don’t. I can’t see past my pain long enough to pick up the phone and call someone (the exception is my best friend, Michelle and my cousin, Jen). I think about my boys from the minute I wake to the minute I go to bed. I have a one track mind but I also don’t want to burden other people with my grief. Unless you ask me, I will not talk about it. And don’t say, “how are you doing?” The answer will be “fine” every time. Say, “are you okay? How are you handling things? Do you want to talk about the baby?” She’ll tell you if she wants to talk but give her the option. My friend Frankie said, “I’m going to call you to check on you. If you want to answer and talk, that’s fine but I want you to know that I am here for you.” Best thing anyone could have said to me.
4. Help with practical things because in those first few days, I can tell you, I did not function. If she delivered the baby, her milk will come in. If this is her first baby, she won’t know what to do because chances are, she didn’t get that far in the “What to Expect When Expecting” book. Get her cabbage leaves, an ace bandage, ice pack and Tylenol. Just go to the store and get it for her. I HATED sending my husband out for that stuff (although he would never complain). Just save her the pain and take care of your fellow sister. Also, if you can, go get her something to wear that is not maternity clothes. My regular clothes didn’t fit but I felt like I was lying if I wore maternity clothes. Not rational but if you ask anybody in this situation and they will agree. I didn’t want to shop because there were babies everywhere…or if you do take her shopping, go somewhere with no baby department. My mother took me to Marshall’s and then stopped at the baby department and started to cry. Not a good day.
5. Do not send her pictures of your newborn baby – especially if the baby was born around the time her baby was supposed to be born. As much as I don’t want to admit it, I was angry and jealous and sad and pictures were painful to look at. If that makes me a bad person, well, so be it but it’s the truth. Send her an email announcement with no picture, she will be happy for you later. On that note, if you have a baby and you want to visit with someone who has recently lost their baby, leave the baby at home. It was a good 4 months before I saw two of my friends’ babies because they didn’t want to cause me pain. It’s easier once the baby is out of the newborn stage. You have to remember, the only image I have of my baby was as a tiny newborn and that is a very recent memory. I don’t want your baby but I don’t need to be reminded of the one I lost either.
6. Do not clean out the baby clothes or furniture for her unless she asks you to. I needed to go through everything and pack it away. It was closure for me. If you want to help her, that’s fine but don’t pack it up while she’s at the hospital. It will only make her feel like you are erasing the baby and what happened. Also, in my case, I already had a nursery for Baby B. Husbands, sisters, mothers, whoever….go into the nursery with her and ask her what she wants to do. I packed away the clothes but left the crib and changing table. I just shut the door and I don’t go in there. See, in my mind, I will need that crib sooner rather than later.
7. Acknowledge her due date. Ask her if she’s planning something and can you be a part of it. My biggest fear is that people will forget my boys. I have no birth certificates and I was only allowed a death certificate for Baby B. In my mind, the only people who know they existed are me and my husband. Also, think about Mother’s Day and Father’s Day. My friend Kelly sent me a lovely email on Mother’s Day saying that she was thinking about me and the boys. It was comforting.
8. If you get pregnant right after she loses her baby, don’t include her on that ecstatic email that you send out to everyone you have ever met. She will be happy for you but she will be sad for herself. I know it sounds selfish but you can’t understand this loss – I hope you never have to. Just wait to tell her unless you think someone else will say something and then call her personally and tell her. And don’t send her the ultrasound pictures. For most of us, that is how we found out our babies were dead. Try to imagine that for a minute and then multiply that pain times 10. That’s what we see when we look at an ultrasound picture.
9. Take her out when she is ready. If you take her for exercise, remember, just a little at first until the doctor okays her for more. Sign up for a yoga class or take her for a walk. If exercise is not your thing, take her for a pedicure, facial or a massage. I felt like crap, I looked like crap and I had no motivation to do anything about it. A good friend actually made an appointment for me to have acupuncture done and I so appreciated it. A trip to lunch or to get a pedicure may be the only reason she has to get up that morning. Believe me, I have been there. It’s very hard to get up in the morning and face the day when you’ve lost your baby(ies).
10. Finally but equally important, don’t forget the dad. Everyone has catered to me but several of my friends also called my husband separately. He lost something just as much as I did but now, in his mind, he needs to care for me to. I encouraged my husband to continue with his karate classes and not sit home with me. He needed an outlet separate and apart from me. His first reaction may be to not leave her alone so offer to take her for coffee or come over and sit and talk or go for a walk. I know hubby calls me on the way to his class and on the way home so he knows that I am okay.
I’m not an “expert,” only someone who has had the crappiest year EVER. In some ways, that may make me more of an expert than an “expert.” I’m sorry for you if you are reading this because you lost your baby. I wouldn’t wish this pain on anyone, not my worst enemy. If you want to talk, email me. I lost Baby B a mere 4 and 1/2 months ago and I still wake up crying. I can’t tell you when it will get better, I just can hope with you that it will.
August 22, 2008 at 3:49 pm
I’m so sorry you had to experience the pain and loss twice. Once is more than enough for a lifetime. I can relate to all of your statements- I wish sometimes that I could say all of those things to my friends but hate that they don’t think of them on their own.
September 5, 2008 at 1:08 am
This is SO good. I NEED to tell people what and how to help, but I don’t know how to strike up the conversation on this topic. Thank you.
October 7, 2008 at 4:26 pm
After reading this, i’m convinced that most of the people in my life are a bunch of a*sholes, especially my in-laws. They are top of the line, firstclass a*sholes.
I feel better.
November 6, 2008 at 3:06 pm
I’m so sorry for your losses. I can only imagine a tiny fraction of what you’ve gone through. I love the advice you give. We should be able to wear this around our necks or hand out little cards to everyone we meet so that they’ll know how to help us. Thanks for this.
January 14, 2009 at 7:43 pm
I’m sorry for your loss. I just delivered my sleeping angel on 12-30-08. (my son). This page is perfect. You hit everything!
February 8, 2009 at 8:51 pm
My friend was pregnant with twins last year. and after i’d had 2 miscarrages I drifted away from her. Then one of her twiinss died.. She nearly lost the other but thankfully she survived. Apart of me wished I could understand. Then I got pregnant and Sophie Alice came too early. She died in my arms. Now I want to take the wish back. It feels like I died with her. how am I meant to cope? how did you keep from falling?
March 17, 2009 at 3:18 pm
thanks for finding my blog and commenting, so that i could follow you over here. your reflections are powerful and right on the mark (although I have no problem with newborn pictures, but i think that’s because i didn’t have anything that looked like a baby to see. also i have a four year old, and she keeps a lot of the pain at bay, except when she asks if she can kiss my tummy, as she had been doing each morning). Blessings to you as you continue to survive.
May 5, 2009 at 4:15 pm
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May 5, 2009 at 5:19 pm
Thank you for including me in your beautiful post. I’m honored.
May 5, 2009 at 5:01 pm
Thank you for offering these insights. I would have no idea what to do but wanting to help. Many blessings.
May 5, 2009 at 5:19 pm
Angela:
I will tell you what I told my friends, just please be there. Call, email, text..whatever. It feels very lonely when your baby dies because people don’t want to say something to hurt you so they don’t say anything at all. In the first couple of weeks, people surround you and that’s great but then everyone moves on but you are still stuck in your grief. Just be there. That’s my best advice.
June 2, 2009 at 5:07 am
Hi
I am sorry you lost both your baby boys that must be very hard. My baby boy was born on April.29,2009 at 1:09 am and died April.29,2009 at 8:40 pm He was alive for 19 hrs and 40 min I miss my son everyday wish he was here wish I had your advise for my friends and family a few weeks ago. But over all they help a lot.
August 15, 2009 at 12:10 am
Perfectly written.
I particularly agree with your point about making phone calls.
Just keep calling. If she doesn’t pick up just call another time. Don’t think that you’ve called and the missed call has been seen and she’ll return the call. She won’t. She didn’t pick up because she was not capable of talking to you at the time. But she needs you, so keep calling.
September 8, 2009 at 3:12 am
hi, i can’t read the other comments on my screen so i don’t know what they say. i’m sorry you had to write this. i’m sorry you had to go through this. i’m sorry i had to read this and go through this too. i have 4 living children. i have 4 dead ones. my “youngest” daughter died aug. 11, 2009. i was 33 weeks. you’d think it’d get easier. it doesn’t. i came home from the hospital 5 hrs. after giving birth to a houseful of noisy -very sad- kids and a husband who had just lost his job and was already struggling emotionally. in the middle of planning her funeral my husband got a job, it was hard to be happy, but we were. our lease was up so we had to find a place to move to. so off we went to househunt after the funeral- literally, still in our funeral clothes we were looking for a house. my milk was letting down, my organs were bouncing around and everywhere i looked someone had a cute cuddly baby! i sound bitter. i’m not. i know God has a plan- i know He knows everything and i can find a deep peace and rest in that. i’m still sad for me, what i lost. what i’ll never have until it is my turn to die. my life didn’t stop for me to grieve. i have a house to pack, kids to feed, a house to find and move into- i’m homeschooling my kids and they are big kids so it takes mental focus everyday. they are still sad, still crying, still missing her. we wanted her, loved her, needed her. all i want to do is stop. to grieve, to be alone- with my husband. but i can’t. life doesn’t stop. babies are everywhere. many of my friends have babies, no one knows what to say to me. everyone assumes, i guess, that i’ve moved on. that because my faith keeps me going that i am ok now. but that’s not so. i’m not ok. i’m sad, i miss my daughter and i feel horribly guilty for crying when i see you so happy with your baby. just because i have 4 others doesn’t mean i didn’t want this one too. and please don’t tell me how terrible it is to be up all night because your baby wouldn’t sleep. i’ll trade with you! don’t tell me your pregnancy is “inconvenient” and you want an abortion! i’ll take that “inconvenience” for you! and please, please,please remember my due date! go with me to the cemmetary, take my big kids for me so i can cry alone. it’s been 4 weeks and i’m putting one foot in front of the other not because i can but because i have to. because life doesn’t stop for me. some one please, just cry with me.
thanks for having a place for me to ramble… i would never dare to say this to someone’s face. but i needed to say it. being sad doesn’t take away from my faith…. it just makes me human. and it’s ok. sometimes, i don’t want to be strong.