One family photo, two different perspectives. By Pat Alexandro and Amy Alexandro Jones
How could I do it all again? The uncomfortable pregnancy, the brutal birth, the dark newborn days. By Joy Netanya
I love my baby, but I miss my relationship with my husband terribly.
By Abigail Rasminsky
Kids—they break you wide open and expose parts you didn’t even know could feel pain.
By Katie Rose Guest Pryal
Photographs suggested a future, a future in which we would look back at this moment, but a future where our baby might be gone.
By Yvonne Spence
My unborn kid had a 1 in 214 chance of having Down syndrome. Those seemed like pretty good odds.
By Amy Silverman
My entire life had become an existential paradox: I could endure neither my love for the baby nor the idea that he could be lost to me.
By Catherine Newman