Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month

October is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month.

Proclamation 5890—Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month
October 25th, 1988

By the President of the United States of America
A Proclamation

Each year, approximately a million pregnancies in the United States end in miscarriage, stillbirth, or the death of the newborn child. National observance of Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month, 1988, offers us the opportunity to increase our understanding of the great tragedy involved in the deaths of unborn and newborn babies. It also enables us to consider how, as individuals and communities, we can meet the needs of bereaved parents and family members and work to prevent causes of these problems.

Health care professionals recognize that trends of recent years, such as smaller family size and the postponement of childbearing, adds another dimension of poignance to the grief of parents who have lost infants. More than 700 local, national, and international support groups are supplying programs and strategies designed to help parents cope with their loss. Parents who have suffered their own losses, health care professionals, and specially trained hospital staff members are helping newly bereaved parents deal constructively with loss.

Compassionate Americans are also assisting women who suffer bereavement, guilt, and emotional and physical trauma that accompany post-abortion syndrome. We can and must do a much better job of encouraging adoption as an alternative to abortion; of helping the single parents who wish to raise their babies; and of offering friendship and temporal support to the courageous women and girls who give their children the gifts of life and loving adoptive parents. We can be truly grateful for the devotion and concern provided by all of these citizens, and we should offer them our cooperation and support as well.

The Congress, by Senate Joint Resolution 314, has designated the month of October 1988 as “Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month” and authorized and requested the President to issue a proclamation in observance of this month.

Now, Therefore, I, Ronald Reagan, President of the United States of America, do hereby proclaim the month of October 1988 as Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month. I call upon the people of the United States to observe this month with appropriate programs, ceremonies, and activities. In Witness Whereof, I have hereunto set my hand this twenty-fifth day of October, in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and eighty-eight, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and thirteenth.

[Filed with the Office of the Federal Register, 11:13 a.m., October 26, 1988]

A healing conversation

I was able to talk with an old friend tonight. She lost a baby girl almost a year ago, after she and her husband tried for years to get pregnant.

It was strangely comforting to talk with someone who’s been there (and the fact that it was recent helped too). It was healing. I’ve talked with women about it before – but that was before I actually experienced it myself. This was exactly what I needed. This woman just exudes God’s grace – she is amazing. I stopped her to ask how she was doing, and she ended up being a comfort to me.

I want to be that way to other people – I want the aroma of God’s grace to completely permeate the air around me.

Lord willing, someday, I will be.

PCOS ramblings

In the future, don’t be surprised if you see more blogging about pcos around here. I’ve been reading more lately about it, and am learning some really interesting things.

The books have been from a variety of sources, but it seems that regardless of where I read, the basic principles are the same. Reduce or eliminate refined, white carbohydrates, and increase vegetables and protein. Exercise.

Some of that is probably obvious, but it’s things that I’m hoping to implement more and more. It’s been almost two months since I lost the baby (I can’t believe it’s next week already) and I still have not cycled again yet. I know that often the first cycle post-miscarriage is strange, but I REALLY do not want to go back to irregular cycles. That’s not just so we can conceive again someday (though that would be great) – it’s more because I feel so much healthier and my pcos is so much more under control when the cycles are regular.

Time will tell, but in the meantime, I’ll be doing what I can to help things along. Right now, I’m right at 9 pounds above my pre-Caleb weight. The first thing I’m going to do is change the diet back. I’ve been dragging my feet because I don’t want to diet; I want to make lifestyle changes. I want the changes to be things I can do for life. But I haven’t done anything because I don’t want to give up the sweets.

Hmm. Maybe that’s the problem right there.

At any rate, I’ll be working hard (again) to get this pcos under control. Just don’t be surprised if you see more blog posts about it in the future.

I am thankful

I am thankful for so many things, but tonight I am thankful for my three children.

I am thankful that God gave me children at all – when I am one who is not “supposed” to have any children at all.

I am thankful that God allowed us to adopt Samuel. I am thankful that He brought that precious little boy into our lives. I listen to Samuel sing – with such an innocence that I am reminded of how I am to come to God. Like a child. Like MY child. I am thankful for my Samuel.

I am thankful for the adoption loss that we experienced. The failed match that we had to walk away from. That failed match, though painful, if allowed to go through, would have kept us from having our sweet Samuel.

I am thankful for my Caleb. My boy who seems to always smile. My child that we weren’t supposed to be able to conceive. My child who is a mirror image of his daddy, yet whose personality is so much like my own.

I am thankful for my third child. The child we lost to miscarriage just two weeks ago. I didn’t blog about it then because I simply didn’t know how. God took that sweet little one Home with Him two weeks ago today. That very early miscarriage opens a new chapter in the book of infertility and loss for me, one I was hoping would never open. I am thankful for the short amount of time I did have with this little one. And when I grieve, God is near. In my quiet time, He reminds me how He sees my pain, how He is my comfort. I am thankful for the peace that He alone can give, spreading His love over my hurting heart like a healing salve. God is good.

So tonight, I am thankful.