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38 weeks and 5 days since I saw your beautiful face, held your delicate body, tried my hardest to memorize every inch of you in the short time we had. The most beautiful baby I had ever seen- perfect in every way. You filled me with so much pride. I couldn’t believe I had made such a beautiful baby. I was so proud of my body for bringing you into the world. It was the day I had waited for, for 38 weeks and 5 days. I had worried about it so much. I had worried about whether I’d be able to endure the pain. I didn’t know the true pain was that you would be born still and silent. I was worried I wouldn’t be a good enough mother to you. I never thought that my motherhood would take such a different turn. I couldn’t have imagined that raising you would become a matter of raising awareness for what happened to you and speaking your name as much as possible so that you are never forgotten. 38 weeks and 5 days you and I were one body and now 38 weeks and 5 days without you I feel there is a piece of me that is missing- an emptiness that will never be filled. But we are forever one heart. My heart holds you when my arms cannot. With every beat, it speaks your name and tells you how much I love you. How strange the passage of time can be - it feels like you were with me for all my life and yet that I have been without you for for a lifetime. 38 weeks and 5 days.

2016 ▪️A year for breaking, I don’t know if God allowed or ordained it. But I do know He was in control all along the way. The breaking was redeeming. The breaking brought greater faith, healing and to where we are now. . 2017 ▪️a year for mending. He began to peace my heart back together. A year of fighting, battling, clawing to conquer the mountain that was set before us. A year of Him giving me strength to cast out fear. To defeat the enemy and any tactics he tried to use to cripple me with fear. . 2018 ▪️a year of healing. A year for crushing and pressing more but with that comes the best most pure version. A year of deeper hope. A year where I felt Him continue to refine us more than ever but I learned to try & not resist as much. . 2019 ▪️a year of Luushomo {faith}. A year of trust. A year where the trust and faith that developed so much deeper because of Cal’s life came into action. A year where the kids and I packed up and left country following the Lord. Going to serve Him. A year where my husband would go through his 14th overseas deployment. A year where already 3 months in I’ve caught myself a few times beginning to say this is the hardest thing I’ve done and prayed for my husbands safety many times. Only to have the reminder Lindsey no it’s not the Lord pulled you through Cal’s death nothing on this earth will be harder (maybe it could be equivalent but NOTHING harder) A year where in the beginning I would question Foster’s safety only to hear the Lord say here you go fearing again which means your not trusting. You only made it this far by trust in Me. Stay the course trust. . In the hospital I looked at foster and said this is our next chapter. One we would never choose but I know He is in control. In the midst of that first year, I struggled deeply because it didn’t feel like a new chapter. It felt like one whole book was slammed shut without ending and a new one began, but several chapters later. I’m still not sure if it’s a new chapter or a new book. What I do trust is either way it’s the pages that are supposed to be unfolding for His plan to be complete in our life. So faith and trust and take courage .

And though she be but little, she is fierce • I do not get to raise this little girl to see a woman day of her own. But her life is nothing short of remarkable. She lived just long enough to show the world of tragedy, and of love. Her life, even in death has given so much. Her story has saved lives, over 450 from blood donations. And 2 babies, who’s mothers read of Anna, and prevented the same for their children. She is only getting started, as we approach her first birthday in a couple months. She will continue to bring this kind of light to the world for years to come. I do not get to raise her, but I could not be more proud to have her as my daughter. To know her as only I got to. And who made me into the woman, only she could. • #iwd #internationalwomansday #stillbirth #lifeafterstillbirth #tragedyandtriumph #andthoughshebebutlittlesheisfierce #annamaechristensen #GiveLoveForAnna

Our little angel baby I love you forever and more my baby Finley god we miss you so much it’s un real my perfect little boy I’m so heart broken it’s unreal • • • #babylosssupport #stillbirthawareness #stillbirth #pregnancy #stillbornstillloved #babylosssupport #babyloss #mumguilt #myboy #missyou #stillbornstillloved #stillborn

2 Months Old. Going through the days without you have been so tough on your Dad and I. I hope we are making you as proud as you make us. We love you baby, and miss you every second ♥️ . . . #childloss #infantloss #knoxdaniel #stillborn #stillbirth #stillbornatillloved #fullterm #1in160 #missyou #myboy #grief #twomonths

No matter how you’ve lost them, losing a baby sucks. It really does. . Here’s what else has the potential to suck after losing a baby. . 1. Baby shower invites. . 2. Social media. . 3. Playgrounds. . 4. Small talk. . 5. Commercials for pregnancy tests. . 6. Crying in the grocery store. . 7. Crying at work. . 8. Crying in your car. . 9. All the crying. . 10. When friends text you. . 11. When friends don’t text you. . 12. Anxiety. . 13. Hearing babies cry. . 14. Hearing babies laugh. . 15. Leaving the house. . 16. Holidays. . 17. Putting on “real” clothes. . 18. When people say the wrong thing. . 19. When people say nothing. . 20. When people say the right thing but it upsets you anyway. . 21. The baby department. . 22. Doctor’s offices. . 23. Pregnant women. . 24. Pretending to be happy for pregnant women. . 25. Feeling guilty about not being able to be happy for pregnant women. . 26. When people ask how many kids you have. . 27. When people assume you don’t want kids because you don’t have any. . 28. Being a little bit sad even when you’re really happy. . 29. Never really knowing what is going to upset you. . 30. Getting your period. . 31. The nightmares of what happened. . 32. The daydreams of what could have been. . 33. Sex. . 34. Looking at yourself in the mirror. . 35. Feeling unsure of where you fit in. . 36. Visiting your baby’s headstone. . 37. Storing your baby’s ashes. . 38. Not having a headstone or ashes. . 39. When you start to become accustomed to the heartache. . 40. Spending your time reading lists like this. . And the list goes on... . #pregnancyandinfantloss #pregnancyloss #infantloss #babyloss #childloss #miscarriage #stillbirth #1in4 #1in160 #grief #griefsucks

I struggle often with knowing if I am doing ‘enough’ to bring Sylvia into our world physically. I constantly fear I’m failing at teaching Leo how important and loved she is as his sister, not just his sister that died. It should be the two of them, learning and growing and it still sometimes takes my breath away when I think too specifically about the details of the past two and half years of our lives. We miss you little dove and love you so very, very much. Happy monthiversary my angel.

Wednesday March 20th (International Happiness Day), I had my ultrasound appointment scheduled for a routine checkup to make sure the baby wasn’t breached. I was feeling so excited that I would get to see my baby again. But it turned out to be the saddest day of our lives. The technician had some concerns and had to call my midwife immediately. She returned with phone in hand for my midwife to speak to me. Myself, already in tears thinking the worst possibility took the phone and heard the words “I’m so sorry Sanny to tell you this over the phone, but they couldn’t find a fetal heartbeat, and the baby had passed for quite some time now”. My world crashed, I couldn’t believe it, being healthy and 34 weeks gestation. I asked for them to check again but seeing that monitor, my baby was so still and I knew it had to be true. I left the office and called Anthony immediately. I never felt my heart so broken and heavy. All I kept thinking was “why me?”, “how could this have happened so late in the pregnancy?”, “what did I do wrong?” Later that day, I was admitted to the hospital, induced and prepping for the worst moment of my life to give birth to my stillborn baby. Thursday March 21st at 1:54pm, Ilaria Nuon Annoni was born sleeping and silent. Her name means happiness. Weighing 6lbs, she had lots of hair and the cutest button nose. My second child, my perfect daughter, my forever baby and sweetest angel. Life is so unfair, time moves forward and I’m still frozen, barely surviving. I still have so much weight on my shoulders and my body is functioning on autopilot wishing we had more time with her. You were our hardest hello and goodbye. You never took a breath in this world but left us breathless. You will always be remembered, we love you so much. #lifeafterloss #ihadamiscarriage #babyloss #infantloss #stillborn #stillbirth #stillbornstillloved #1in4

Absolutely love this picture @etphotography_17 #maternityphotoshoot #babybonful #rainbowbaby #pregnancyafterloss #miscarriage #stillbirth #1in4pregnanciesendinloss #iam1in4 #sograteful #3rdpregnancy #thebump