"It was silent in the room when my son was pulled out of me. He couldn’t cry, open his eyes, or move."
By Melissa Schmitt
Nov 27, 2025
On Dec. 18, 2014, in Fargo, North Dakota, I walked drugged and disoriented through a hospital hallway decorated for Christmas. Music played — maybe from a piano, maybe over the PA system. I couldn’t tell. A few hours earlier, my newborn son had passed away less than 30 minutes after I had given birth. Shortly after that, I suffered a severe postpartum hemorrhage and a near-death experience.
Two liters of blood later, there I was, barely alive and walking through a holiday fog, wishing that I wasn’t.
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