My son was born in Toronto on September 15, 2010. He had dark, wet hair, and when I cradled him, he was warm and damp, swaddled in a flannel hospital sheet. He smelled just how you would think a newborn baby would smell. He had a pink, thin upper lip and a button nose. His eyes were closed, but the death certificate later said they were brown.
At The Walrus, Georgina Blanchard reflects on the stillbirth of her son, Charlie Showman.
from Longreads Blog https://blog.longreads.com/2016/09/06/choosing-to-set-him-free-the-stillbirth-of-charlie-showman/
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