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Introduction	My name is Lindsay, and I am a mother to twins. One I hold in my arms; the other I hold in my heart. If you have stumbled across this blog and you know me in real life, please respect my privacy and don't read any further (or at least CONTACT ME and let me know you're interested in reading my blog first). I don't want to worry about having to censor myself. This is where I freely spill. This blog documents my journey stepping into two new roles simultaneously. I am now a mother to a gorgeous girl. I am also a bereaved parent who misses her son like mad. I lost my son six days before I was scheduled for my induction. I am forever changed and am still learning the depths of what that means. I hope this blog helps me to navigate through my grief journey a bit more gracefully. I hope this blog helps me to keep my precious son's memory alive. Subsequently, I have given birth to a healthy rainbow baby boy. I sometimes blog about him and the complex experience of parenting a rainbow. I'm also extremely interested in the connection between stillbirth and PTSD in subsequent pregnancies. Mine was so real that I didn't announce my pregnancy until my son was born healthy and screaming.

Introduction

My name is Lindsay, and I am a mother to twins. One I hold in my arms; the other I hold in my heart. If you have stumbled across this blog and you know me in real life, please respect my privacy and don't read any further (or at least CONTACT ME and let me know you're interested in reading my blog first). I don't want to worry about having to censor myself. This is where I freely spill. This blog documents my journey stepping into two new roles simultaneously. I am now a mother to a gorgeous girl. I am also a bereaved parent who misses her son like mad. I lost my son six days before I was scheduled for my induction. I am forever changed and am still learning the depths of what that means. I hope this blog helps me to navigate through my grief journey a bit more gracefully. I hope this blog helps me to keep my precious son's memory alive. Subsequently, I have given birth to a healthy rainbow baby boy. I sometimes blog about him and the complex experience of parenting a rainbow. I'm also extremely interested in the connection between stillbirth and PTSD in subsequent pregnancies. Mine was so real that I didn't announce my pregnancy until my son was born healthy and screaming.