I am strong because on October 15, 2010 at 37 weeks pregnant we walked into our OB office and found out our son Tiberius had passed away.
I am strong because I labored for 12 beautiful hours and gave birth to my stillborn son in a silent room.
I am strong because on October 22, 2010, my husband and I buried our first child.
I am strong because 12 weeks after we buried our first son we found out we were expecting again.
I am strong because on May 2, 2011, at 18 weeks pregnant, we found out that our second son Jacob would not be coming home with us, he was given a fatal diagnosis.
I am strong because despite having a fatal diagnosis we chose to carry Jacob and do everything we possibly could.
I am strong because during the next 18 weeks Jacob's diagnosis changed into something no medical doctor had ever seen before and his prognosis became unknown.
I am strong because on September 5, 2011, our son Jacob was born via c-section. He cried even though we were told he would not.
I am strong because for the next 2 1/2 days Jacob fought so hard to stay with us and we fought so hard to keep him comfortable and did everything we could.
I am strong because at 7:45 p.m. on September 7th, we had to make a decision no parent should ever have to make; we pulled his life support and Jacob peacefully passed away.
I am strong because on September 14, 2011 we buried our second child.
I am strong because nine months after we buried Jacob we decided to try once more.
I am strong because we became pregnant with what we hoped would truly be our rainbow babe.