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Guest Blogger : A Rainbow Person

8/5/2014

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A few weeks back when I asked for guest blogger submissions and I received a very special one from one of my favorite bloggers Marisa Bardach Ramel (check out her blog Sally's Circle ). In the past I've written about the idea of "Rainbow Babies" -- the children that are born following a miscarriage. Low and behold, Marisa is a real live Rainbow Person who was kind enough to share the unique perspective that it has given her. Since the experience of miscarrying, I've talked about how many people have stepped forward to say that they have also experienced it, but what I haven't mentioned as much is that an equal amount of people have shared that their parents experienced a miscarriage either before or after they were born. I've been fascinated to hear the impact that miscarriage has had on their lives and the dynamics within their families. Despite the fact that is not talked about very much, the phantom of miscarriage lingers on in big ways and small with every person it touches. The ramifications are not always negative. In Marisa's case it has left her with a rich understanding and well of hope for those who have been through this expeirence. However she can explain better than I can so without further ado... I'll pass the mic to Marisa....
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Guest Blog: I am the baby that came after the miscarriage 

I always knew there was another baby. A baby who came before me but didn't. A baby boy that Mom had already named Ryan Drew. 

From the time I was a young child, Mom told me about him. I could almost picture him. Curled up for eternity in the fetal position, a splash of light brown peach fuzz on his head and sleep-closed eyes. Always underwater. Always in the womb. Floating peacefully. 

His story was a sad one, and I listened solemnly. As I grew older—9, 10, 11, 12—Mom spoke of the D&C, her depression, and the way no one talks about miscarriage. I pictured her crying over an empty crib that my older brother Jordan was too big to use. A crib just waiting for another baby.  

Mom's doctor told her that she'd be very fertile after the "miss," as she called it. Sure enough, just a few months later, she discovered she was pregnant with me.

That was Mom's angle in telling me the story. "If we hadn’t lost him, we wouldn't have had you," she'd say with a loving smile. I grew up knowing I was her happy ending—and not just that, I was powerful enough to cure her sadness. It seemed only fitting that she would nickname me "Missy" or "Miss." I brought life back to that terrible word. 

In my twenties, a friend went through her own miscarriage. “Hang on,” I interrupted her, bursting to share my good news, which I was certain would be a revelation. "My mom had a miscarriage before me... and then she had me!" I was met with a terse nod and the briefest of smiles. She was still in the sadness, staring down at the empty crib. She hadn't yet graduated to the happy part where she meets her "me." (Though she did—a little boy with golden hair—a few years later.)

So I guess I'm here to tell you it's okay if you can't see me yet. If you can't even allow yourself to fathom that I exist. I just want you to know I'm here, and that there is someone who will be your happy ending. It may be a baby that you conceive or have through IVF or adopt. Or your happy ending may be the unlimited love you find in your spouse, or the warmth you feel from your best friend or your mom. It might be a favorite niece or nephew, on whom you always go overboard on Christmas. Perhaps it’s a litter of huskies that you raise as your own, or an apartment filled with 32 plants that you water religiously. But I have no doubt it is there for you, just waiting to be discovered. 

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Elspeth link
8/5/2014 02:06:42 am

This is so beautiful. Thank you for sharing. I often wonder when and how I should let my little boy know that he has 3 brothers or sisters and that if one of them had not got his angel wings that we wouldn't have been blessed with him. Breaks my heart to think about it. Xxx

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Becca, The Ever Forward Blog link
8/5/2014 02:11:40 am

Elspeth, Thank you so much for reading and taking the time to comment and share your story. I'm sure your kind words and thoughts the world to Marisa as they do to me as well. All the very best to you.

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Marisa link
8/5/2014 02:56:10 am

Elspeth, Thank you for writing--that means so much to me. I'm so happy to hear about your rainbow baby. I know once you tell him, he will feel so loved and lucky, and perhaps feel a kinship to those siblings he never knew.

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Kelly
8/6/2014 01:45:12 am

This is a wonderfully hopeful piece! I'm so glad that you included finding love and happiness in friends, spouses, and even pets. Thank you for sharing your story of hope.

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