The Other Choice: Carrying a Baby with a Fatal Prenatal Diagnosis

At 18 weeks pregnant, I went in for an ultrasound and after moving the wand around my belly and taking measurements, the technician said, "I have to go get the doctor, because I see some things that are very concerning." Those devastating words were the beginning of my grief journey that led me from losing my son to finding myself. This book describes my experiences of carrying my son to term, grieving his death, and rebuilding my life. I read a lot of memoirs at that time but struggled to ...