Meet Emily

 

My husband and I were married in our early twenties, knowing from the very beginning that we wanted to build a family together. What we didn’t expect were the challenges that came first. After two long years of struggling to conceive, we were overjoyed to finally become pregnant with our first baby. We soaked in every moment of that journey—designing the nursery, scrolling endlessly through baby names, planning our baby shower—finding joy even in the hard parts. In December of 2023, we happily welcomed our baby boy into the world.
 

In October of 2024, we felt ready to grow our family again. We believed this time might be easier, but once more, complications delayed our dream of becoming second-time parents. Then, in April of 2025, we received the news we had been hoping for—we were pregnant. We immediately shared our excitement with friends and family, filled with hope as we imagined bringing another baby home.
 

At our first ultrasound, baby was still too small to see, so another scan was scheduled a few weeks later to date the pregnancy. We went in excited, laughing and joking as the technician began the scan—until the laughter suddenly stopped. We learned we had experienced a missed miscarriage, and our baby was gone at seven weeks.
 

The shock was overwhelming. It didn’t feel real, and it wasn’t something we ever imagined would happen to us. Alongside the deep grief, I also carried an unexpected sense of shame and embarrassment—especially in having to return to our family and friends to tell them that we were no longer pregnant. The weight of that moment, and the silence that followed, was something no one prepares you for.
 

As the months passed and we slowly began to heal, we lovingly referred to our baby as our “little blueberry.” To keep them close always, we got tattoos in their honor, and it was during this time that I found Twinkle Star Project.
 

I knew immediately that Twinkle Star was the support I had been searching for. I also felt, deep in my heart, that our little blueberry wanted me to help others walking this same path. In 2025, I volunteered for the Silent Heart Walk, where I met the most incredible group of women. While getting to know the board, Riana shared a story about a psychic who told her that her loss babies were asking for names—and in that moment, I knew our blueberry needed one too.
 

My husband and I both felt, without hesitation, that our baby was a boy. We named him Bowie. Bowie will always be a part of our family, forever loved and forever remembered.
 

Shortly before the Silent Heart Walk, we learned we were expecting another addition to our family. This baby is already so deeply loved, and we look forward to welcoming them into our arms in the spring of 2026—carrying Bowie with us every step of the way.