Not long ago, I started noticing Facebook posts on Rainbow babies. I didn’t bother taking a closer look because the word “rainbow” has rather strange associations and I wasn’t interested in going down that path.
But one day, curiosity got the better of me, enticed by a beautiful rainbow coloured photo of pregnant mamas and cute babies all dressed up. I opened up an article and read it.
I discovered that “A ‘rainbow baby’ is a baby that is born following a miscarriage, stillbirth, neonatal death or infant loss. In the real world, a beautiful and bright rainbow follows a storm and gives hope of things getting better. The rainbow is more appreciated having just experienced the storm in comparison. (kickscount.org.uk)
I thought to myself “Oh! I have a rainbow baby too!” And indeed we do.
In April 2009, my husband and I had a stillborn baby boy at 32 weeks. It was a devastating experience, not just for us as parents, but also for our two older children who were very young at that time and looking forward to having a younger sibling.
Strength to overcome came from our faith, friends and family who gave us their unwavering support and from an innate need to be strong for our older children to help them make sense of the loss.
We got pregnant again some months later and faced this new pregnancy with a mixture of hope, apprehension, joy and anxiety – we were so aware of all the things that could go wrong.
Thankfully, this last one went smoothly and today, we have our very own rainbow baby, who is a very lively and cheeky 7-year-old.