{who i am}

My name is Cristelle. This blog started about the loss of my son Oliver Felix. We found out at 12 weeks with the NT scan that he would most likely not be born alive. My husband and I decided to carry him for as long as he his heart was beating. He was stillborn at 34 weeks 5 days on October 25, 2012. He was beautiful and perfect in every way.

I started the blog to let people in on what I was feeling and how our days were going. It was very emotionally difficult to have to explain this to several people and became repetitive - so I thought this would be the best way to keep everyone updated.

Since it started -- it has helped me tremendously. It makes me feel connected to my son.

But now it is so much more than that.

My blended family consists of my nephew/Godson Jaxin (2011), Olive (2014), and our newest rainbow, Opal (2016).

My life is still going and we are still mourning the loss of our son - and also celebrating the lives of the other little ones that are with us everyday.

We are on one wild ride and it is full of so much love. With everything we have experienced - the one constant we have always had is love.  I am so grateful that my family and friends have been there to support us and help us celebrate the short life of  Oliver - in remembering and honoring him. As well as being there - part of the village - to help me raise Jaxin, Olive and Opal.

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