"I'm sorry, there is no heartbeat." With those few words, my life changed forever. At eight months pregnant, I learned that my first child would be stillborn-- a term I'd never heard and a reality I had to face. The year following his birth was one full of devastation, anger, loss, and finally, hope. After losing two pregnancies, I lost faith that I would ever have a living child. While still in the throes of my grief, I had to look inside myself to find a strength I wasn't sure I even possessed. I was pregnant again, and my baby had a potentially fatal condition, forcing me to make...