After Suffering a Miscarriage, a Photographer Is Helping Women Remember the Babies They Lost

"We went home heartbroken and had to figure out how to tell our family and friends. Over the next 3 years there were more miscarriages, more phone calls, more appointments, more prayers and sadly less support. Finally I got pregnant and made it to 36 weeks. Upon arriving at the hospital for some monitoring before induction I learned that our son had passed away the night before. I delivered a 9lb 22inch boy on March 6, 2009 while my husband was fighting in Iraq. Again, we grieved and to our surprise started to be judged. . . We suffered another 2 miscarriages before being blessed with the opportunity to adopt a baby born just for us!" — Jesica Beal Ogden