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This is a photo of me and one of my nephews, Dominic. I was thinking about my nephews throughout the interview, as I can't imagine my life without them. What would've happened, if my sister miscarried? My sister has experienced one miscarriage, and I know I think about my niece/nephew, and what they would've been like. If it was difficult for me, I can't imagine the pain and sorrow of experiencing a miscarriage as the pregnant person, or the parent of the child.

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I chose this photo as one of the representative photos for Interview #1, as it captures the grief of my interviewee. My interviewee suffered two later-term miscarriages, and with both, experienced severe depression. They couldn't eat or sleep, and they didn't want to do anything -- their grief was all-consuming. Sometimes, they would just stare at nothing, thinking about what could've been; it was difficult to move on, even though everything was "back to normal." Because they were pregnant, but didn't have the baby, nothing about their life really changed. For them, however, their loss was everything. For me, this was the most emotional part of the interview, as I've experienced severe depression -- those days when it's impossible to get out of bed, and you wish you could sleep, to avoid your own thoughts. I know how terrible it is, and I would never wish it on anyone -- nevertheless, my interviewee understood.

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I chose this photo as one of the representative photos, as this is representative of the topic of Interview #1 -- children. I didn't have many objects to represent children's toys, so I chose the closest I could find -- my Squishmallows. My interviewee suffered two later-term miscarriages, and so, they had already begun to share with others that they were pregnant; they picked names and began imagining a future for their child (and other children), but those plans and futures were snatched away, when they learned they miscarried. Suddenly, those futures and ideas didn't matter, as they would never come to pass. The baby didn't "need" a name, as the baby was deceased. During and after the interview, I thought of those children, who they might've become, what they might've looked like, and what they might've enjoyed. Would they have enjoyed Squishmallows (or something similar)? It's easy to wonder about, but pointless, as I'll never know -- the same child will never exist again.

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This is the crucifix in my room, which I believe is representative of my interviewee, as they went through terrible suffering and felt, like Jesus, that they had been "forsaken" by God.