From a recent contact at

Dear Sharon,
I would love to share my miscarriage story on your blog. I recently posted about it on my personal blog – (note from Sharon: or you can read it below, but check out the blog it is worth while) – it happened five years ago and I went on to have two gorgeous, perfect children.

Please let me know how I can help. I believe sharing stories can really help – it makes me sad that many women keep this quiet.
Jodi Grundig – Editor
Twitter: Mindful_Jodi

Aug 22, 2008
Five Years Ago

It was a beautiful morning five years ago today. I was 11 1/2 weeks pregnant with my very first baby, and I had a very busy day planned. First, a quick trip to my OB for a check up. Then, I was off to my maid of honor duties for my sister’s wedding the next day. I had to pick up her wedding programs, get a manicure and pedicure, and then head down to RI for the rehearsal dinner.

The appointment should have been quick – I’d already had an ultrasound at 8 weeks, and my baby had a healthy heartbeat. I was getting bigger by the day; in fact, I barely fit into my maid of honor dress. So, when my OB couldn’t find the heartbeat and sent me to the ultrasound place across the street, I wasn’t concerned.

Forty-five minutes later I was shocked to hear these words “This isn’t good, Jodi. But, you aren’t the first one I’ll diagnose today, and you aren’t the last either”. We were quickly shuttled across the street, quickly through the OB’s waiting room, into her office, where we were told I likely needed a D&E. After making an appointment for the following Monday, I headed off to my maid of honor duties.

Five years later, I have two healthy children. But I’ll never forget my lost little boy.