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Apr 14 / 2015

April 15 on the 15th for 2015

by Laura

Category : Faith, My Family, Personal, Words on my heart


This blog post is going to be a little harder to write than normal.  I had all sorts of plans for it originally.  We were heading back to the Valley that I grew up in for Easter, and I was so excited about some of the shots I was going to get for this month’s post.  I had star trail locations picked out.  I knew all the best places to take photos of turquoise lakes and desert landscapes.  I wanted to go back to the location of Nick’s and my first kiss and take a photo there.  But instead, I spent a considerable portion of time in the ER, and the rest of the time in bed or on the couch.  This weekend was supposed to be awesome.  It wasn’t supposed to be so tragic.  But… sadness is a part of life, and it’s not a part of life that I would hide.  So if you’re up for it, here are some half-hearted snaps taken over this very hard week and, as always, please continue the blog circle around over to my friend Jennifer’s 15 on the 15th.

We arrived at Nick’s grandparents’ Friday evening in time to enjoy a wonderful family dinner with some traditional favourites, like Paska (Easter bread).  They always have lots of snacks out to hold us over until everyone arrives for the meal.



During dinner, Nick and I shared our good news with some trepidation as some complications had arisen the day before.  We went ahead anyways, and announced to everyone that we were expecting our first child, but asked for prayer as things weren’t all as they should be.  Grandma and Grandpa were ecstatic as they’ve been waiting for this for a long time.  Since, you know, about three hours after we were married.



Then I set the camera aside for a while as the complications got worse.  The ER doctor told us the following day that the baby was still alive, but not to get our hopes up.  We came home from the hospital Saturday afternoon with the bitter sweet news and everyone kept praying.  I’ll spare you the traumatic details of the following 24 hours, but I will say that we lost our baby Sunday night.

We named him Tobias.  Not because we love the name, but because it means “God is good.”  I know some people may take offence at that.  Especially those that have experienced such a loss.  However, the choice was deliberate.  This world is broken.  Our bodies are broken.  But our God is not.  Tragedy happens to all sorts of people.  But God is still good even in the midst of the pain.

The timing was tough.  That night, Grandma and Grandpa had prepared a special dessert to celebrate the April birthdays in the family (Aunt Iona and Nick’s).  We pulled ourselves together after taking some time to cope with what just happened, and I picked up my camera again.


It was an evening of celebration and also sadness.  Two things that are very hard to mix, but life cannot stop for everyone when something awful happens.  I think that was one of the hardest things over the next few days – watching life continue as normal when it was so not normal at all.

We headed home Monday afternoon, and I took the next few days off work.  We needed time.  There was a lot of lying on the couch watching Netflix for endless hours.  There was some time taken to just go for a walk together or go get ice cream.  We ordered take-out pretty much every night as neither of us felt like making a meal.  We had to take a time out to physically and emotionally recover.  A sweet coworker sent flowers, and Nick spent a lot of time sitting at the end of my feet on the couch painting and working on crafts.  Just taking a time out from the world.  What I learned about life from that time out is for another blog post entirely, but it was needed, it was healing, it was good.


Easter Sunday, a few hours before we lost the baby, the family gave it a little wind-up chicken as its first Easter present.  They still had hope.  I couldn’t look at that chicken after we got home.  I hid it in a cupboard for a few days.  Today, though, the chicken is out and sitting in my living room.  We will always be sad for our loss.  And I’m giving myself a lot more grace for the next little while as I’m taking it slow still.  However, I think this little chicken is actually the perfect gift.  Because, for me, it symbolizes hope for the future.  A future we desperately want to include children.  But a future that isn’t ours to make.  It’s a future that’s ours to walk into in hope and in faith.  Whatever the outcome.  So, here’s to brighter tomorrows, whatever they bring.

Laura Froese_Easter Chicken

10 thoughts on “April 15 on the 15th for 2015

  1. Emily Janz

    I am so sorry for your loss. Praying for you and Nick as you walk through this. Sending you love. Your attitude is amazing.

  2. Aw, Laura – you know I’ve been thinking of you. Your images are such a reflection to your feelings this month. I’m sending so many hugs to you and healing thoughts.

  3. Joy

    I am immensely proud of you for revealing what was initially very private suffering. I am also proud of you for giving your child a name; Tobias. It underscores a very uncomfortable truth in our culture that we are people from conception. I have admired you for many reasons and now have a few more. You remain in my prayers.

  4. Christine

    Beautifully written; the chick is so perfectly bittersweet. Give yourself as much time and grace as you need, yoU only need to do what’s best for you.

  5. Kelly Tonks

    blessings to you Laura and your family

    I love that you write it’s not like you to hide your sadness

    You do have such a bright future to handle our broken world with such optimism and Grace , thank you for your candor

  6. ClaireT

    so sad for you both. Such a hard time to go through. But Tobias will always be part of your lives and your journey. Sending you strength and hugs and sunny days to warm your hearts xx

  7. admin

    Thank you so much, everyone, for your support and kind words. It means a lot!

  8. tobi

    This is one of the hardest things to ever deal with. Life isn’t normal, and yet that’s ok. Will it get back to normal? Not completely. You kinda have to find your new normal. Seperatly and as a couple. It’s ok to have questions and doubt’s. But trust in the lord, hold on to hope and to each other. Sorry for the downer post, just remembering our two.. But I do like the name;)

  9. Margaret

    Laura, I’m so very sorry for your loss! You’ve expressed yourself and your heart beautifully here. You and Nick will definitely be in my prayers. May God’s grace fill you each moment. With care, M

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Hi! I’m Laura, a coffee-loving, outgoing introvert with a passion for motherhood and photography. This blog is an extension of who I am. I’m a mommy to three little boys, and I love to create and write. I’m also loud, tend to over share, and am a type-A personality in the extreme. I’m a little pensive and can be a lot sarcastic.  I believe that motherhood is something more than just to be survived! This is both a space where I share glimpses into my business and the photo shoots I do, and also my personal space to just write about whatever is on my heart. So grab a cup of coffee, come stay for a while and let’s get to know each other. 🙂