Choosing to Set Him Free: The Stillbirth of Charlie Showman

My son was born in Toronto on September 15, 2010. He had dark, wet hair, and when I cradled him, he was warm and damp, swaddled in a flannel hospital sheet. He smelled just how you would think a newborn baby would smell. He had a pink, thin upper lip and a button nose. His eyes were closed, but the death certificate later said they were brown.

At The Walrus, Georgina Blanchard reflects on the stillbirth of her son, Charlie Showman.

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