Pregnancy Loss Quotes Novels & Stories

Sobrang saya ng puso ko at the same time natatakot dahil ayoko ng maulit muli na nagka miscarriage ako sa aming panganay na anak. Niyakap niya ako ng mahigpit. "Don't worry I'm here for you. Aalagaan ko kayong dalawa ni baby. Thank you God. Thank you babe. I love you.I love you so much." Paulit-ulit niyang hinalikan ang sintido ko. Maya-maya kumalma na ako at lumabas na kami ng banyo.

Hindi ko sana gustong buksan ang pinto ng usapang ‘to, pero nandito na rin lang kami… "I miscarried noong nasa Paris pa kami. After our marriage, kagaya ng sinabi ko, hindi naman naging normal ang pagsasama namin kahit iisang bubong ang tinitirhan. Then I found out I was pregnant… but I lost the baby when he accidentally pushed me." "You said so yourself, ‘accidentally pushed’. Meaning hindi niya sinadya," si June, maingat ang tono pero may halong pagdududa. Tumango ako, kahit ramdam kong may sumisikip sa lalamunan ko.

mahinang bulong ni Alora sa kanya. Sa sinabi nito ay mas lalo pa siyang naiyak. Humagugol siya sa balikat ng kaibigan at pinikit ang kanyang mga mata. She started sobbing so hard on Alora’s shoulder while thinking how messed up her life could ever be. “What am I gonna do?” mahina niyang tanong. “Hindi ako pwedeng mabuntis. Not now that I lost everything.” “You still didn’t,” sambit ni Lora habang hinihimas ang kanyang likod. “You still have me. You still have the baby inside your tummy. Hindi ka pa rin nag-iisa.”

I feel like my body failed me, like it betrayed me. When I go on social media I see gender reveals, pregnancy announcements, baby bumps — all the things that should be happening to me are happening to people around me, and it isn’t fair. But what makes me so angry is that I’m being told that I shouldn’t be sad because I wasn’t far along. But I don’t agree. To any woman who has had a miscarriage, whether you were far along or early, our loss is real. I truly believe that. I believe I deserve to grieve at my own pace and that I shouldn’t be made to feel silly because I’m sad or feeling devastated.

Habang hinihimas ni Adrien ang tiyan ko ay bigla siyang nagsalita. "I'm scared." Napalingon naman agad ako sa kanya. Kita ko agad ang lungkot sa mga mata niya habang nakatitig siya sa ceiling. "Bakit naman?" Nagtatakang tanong ko sa kanya. "You're 6 months pregnant when we lost Ziaraya, and I'm scared that we might lose this little one too. I can't afford to lose another child." Malungkot na sabi niya.

pagod na pagod na pagsusumbat niya saakin. "Hindi ako tumigil kakahanap dahil nanamagasa akong buhay ka lalong lalo na ang anak natin kahit napakalabo na dahil first trimester mo maraming nangyari sayo at maaring mag miscarriage ka pero nang makita kita at nangaling mismo sa bibig mo na namatay ang anak natin. I had felt empty. It will be the hardest thing you will ever experience, it will drain you physically, mentally, and emotionally. You can come out on the other side of this very long and lonely tunnel. I remember thinking. How can I ever be happy again when I lost my happiness?" kung titignan talaga ay halos parehas lang kami na nag s-suffer ng sobra sobra pero ang kaibigan ako naging

Nasa isang mahirap at napakakomplekadong sitwasyon ako sa aking pagbubuntis. "I-Ipagdadasal ko ho, doc na sana hinding hindi mangyayari ang mawala ang anak ko sa sinapupunan ko." I feel bad. Ngayon pa lang ay sobra na akong malulungkot kung mawawala ang anak ko. "Pero kung sakaling mangyari man iyon sa akin, wala akong magagawa. I have to accept it. Kasi kung sa amin talaga siya, mabubuhay siya na kapiling kami ng ama niya," mapait kong sinabi dito na may lungkot sa aking tinig. "Think positive and do not stress yourself. Malalagpasan mo rin ito, ninyong mag-ina."

Wala pang salita, his silence alone crushed down my entire soul. “Mr. Figarlan, we did everything we could to stabilize Miss De Guzman,” panimula niya. “But the blunt force trauma to her abdomen was too severe. It caused a massive placental abruption. I’m sorry... we lost the baby.”

Isang taon mula noong pakiramdam ko ay may nawawala sa pagkababae ko, sa pagkatao ko. Yung sakit ng miscarriage, hindi madaling mawala. Kahit na sinasabi ng mga tao na magiging okay din ako, totoo pa rin na bawat buwan na dumaraan na hindi ako nabubuntis ay parang may sugat na bumabalik. “Lord,” bulong ko habang pinipilit pigilan ang luha. “Kung hindi pa po ngayon, tatanggapin ko. Pero sana, bigyan Niyo pa po ako ng konting pag-asa.”

Weak. She remembered the hurt he has caused her when she pleaded for him to listen to reasons. She remembered the pain when she saw Grace walking out of his room that one fateful early morning. She remembered her baby whom she had lost and the many things she had to endure thereafter. She was there standing and stuck on that damn lift and yet she was drowning. Drowning from the pain. Drowning from the memories. And just when she thought that she'd continue to drown in his presence, muling umilaw ang kabuuan ng lift. Ilang sandali pa, nabuhayan siya nang loob nang tumunog ang makina at muling umandar ang elevator.