You Are Still a Mother: Honoring Your Loss and Your Love

When a pregnancy ends, especially early, it can feel like the world doesn’t recognize the life that was — or the love that still is. But your body remembers.
Your heart remembers.
And your soul knows: You were a mother the moment you said yes to the possibility.

My Story of Silent Grief

I didn’t realize how deeply this truth lived in me until I experienced my first pregnancy loss — a cornual pregnancy in 2024.

We found out at 7 weeks that the embryo had implanted at the opening of the uterus. At the same time, life felt like it was unraveling — my father-in-law was hospitalized while visiting us, and my husband was going through a stressful transition at work.

Everything felt overwhelming. I didn’t have the capacity to process it all. I just wanted to move on.

When the Body Holds the Story

But my body wouldn’t let me.

Instead of closure, I found myself navigating a three-month stretch of monitoring, waiting, and quietly hoping it would soon be over.

I had two rounds of methotrexate to dissolve the embryo, followed by weekly blood tests to track my HCG levels — and still, the spotting continued for weeks.

In my impatience, I finally asked my doctor why the bleeding hadn’t stopped. They told me to come in for a check-up — and that’s when we discovered the pregnancy hadn’t been resolved.

All that spotting… it was my body whispering that something still wasn’t right.

I was still carrying the sac.
And I was still carrying the story.

Finding Gratitude in Survival

In the end, I was just grateful to be alive.
To be with my daughter. My husband. My parents and whole family. To breathe into this second chance.

It took me a while to fully own that I was a mother to that baby.

Even if no one else saw it.
Even if it was just for a short while.
Even if the world moved on…

If you’re holding a similar story…

Please know that you are not alone.
Your love was real.
Your grief is valid.
And your motherhood — no matter how short — deserves to be honored.

You are still a mother.
You are mom-powered, even in your pain.
And you are allowed to take your time to heal.


Gentle Invitation:

If this touched something in your heart, I see you.

Light a candle. Meditate and see whether your baby was a boy or a girl (if that helps)..

Say their name. Write them a letter. And if you need someone to hold space for your healing, I’m here. 💛