Angel Mamas Stories

This program allows Angel moms to openly share their stories on various Tiny Hearts Remembered, Inc. platforms. Angel moms may submit a written story with a photo to with the subject title: Tiny Hearts Share or request an interview style (Zoom, FB Live, IG Live) option. Complete the form HERE to request an interview to share your story.


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All the way from Australia, Angel Mama Georgia Hansen was able to share with us her story about her sweet baby Amelia. Listen to hear what she means by “Finding the magic in the tragic. Be sure to support her on Instagram @georgie.m.hansen @angelmamahouse Georgia, here at Tiny Hearts we will forever remember Amelia with you.



Sherrie Dunlevy has graduated from the pain of being a bereaved mom and has now stepped into becoming a “self proclaimed” #Inspirationista. . . Sherrie's passion lies in inspiring and encouraging women to step beyond the pain of their past, so they can step fully into living with purpose, passion and JOY.




 Angel Mama Christian Radford Price Story:

My husband and I got married in February of 2018. We wanted to wait a little while before trying to have children. In October of that year, we decided that we were ready and I talked with my Gyn about getting off of birth control. After a little over three months of trying to conceive, I found out that I was pregnant early February 2019. I immediately called my gynecologist office to schedule an appointment. I was told that I wouldn't be seen until I was at least 8 weeks so that I could have a dating ultrasound.

At first, everything was going smoothly. I was having a lot of nausea, super tired, and very very excited. When I would have been 6 weeks pregnant, I noticed a little spotting. Of course I freaked out. I called the nurses hotline to see if I needed to come in to be seen and was told to monitor it and head to the hospital if the bleeding became substantial. The bleeding never progressed and I didn't think anything of it since I was still experiencing early pregnancy symptoms. Fast forward to my first appointment. I took a pregnancy test there and it was confirmed that I was pregnant.

My Gyn did a pelvic exam and stated that my cervix was closed. I told her about the spotting I had a few weeks prior and she had me go to get an early ultrasound. Of course the ultrasound technician is not allowed to tell you anything, but based on her questions, I had a feeling that something wasn't quite right. The next day, the results of my ultrasound were uploaded into my online dr's portal. I remember reading something about questioning viability and there not being a fetal pole, so I called my mom to ask her what that means.

In true mom fashion she attempted to calm me down and suggested I call the dr's office for clarification. The nurse who called me back informed me that I needed to go in to get another ultrasound in 1 week to see if there was any development. At the following ultrasound, the dr (not my gynecologist) showed me how there was a gestational sac and a fetal pole now but that I was not measuring where I should have been. He wanted me to return in another week.

One week later and it was finally confirmed that I had miscarried. It was what they termed "missed miscarriage." The baby had stopped growing at 6 weeks but my body had not received the message. It was another 2 weeks (the day before my scheduled D&C) that my body finally fully miscarried.

The roller coaster of those weeks leading up to the final confirmation was so painful and terrifying. It left me feeling numb and hopeless for quite a while. While I now have two children (almost 3 and 7 months), I often think about what my baby (Amari Jo) would have been like if he or she had lived. 




Angel Mama Georgia Hansen Story:  

Amelia was baby number four in our family. She followed three little boys. She was so long-awaited and her brothers, daddy and I were beyond excited for her arrival. I had first dreamed of her eight years earlier. In that dream, I was clearly shown her name Amelia Jade, written out in chalk on a driveway. I would then “see” her in the faces of random little girls with curly blonde hair out in the world.

We knew she was coming. It was just a matter of when. Finally, after eight years of waiting, I told my husband she was ready to come. He knew by now to trust me. That same month we conceived her. Fast forward to July 27, 2017, one day over her due date, I was finally on the way to the hospital in very active labour. We were ready to meet the soul we had waited so long for. In hindsight, I should have felt excited about our dream finally coming true, but the only way I can describe the feeling I had on route to the hospital, was an emptiness and a feeling of doom. 

We pulled up and rushed into the Pregnancy Assessment Unit. As we were led into the consultation room, I was contracting with only a 10 to 30-seconds break in between. I told the midwife I was hoping for a water birth, and she started getting that ready with the other birth-suite staff.

I was very calm and zen-like. I had done a hypnobirthing course in this pregancy and was very prepared for a natural sacred birth. 

Sacred is what I got.

The midwife came back in with the doppler, but after a few minutes of messing around, she called a doctor in with a scanner. I wasn't concerned at this point. I was still in my zone. 

All three of them (the midwife, doctor and my husband) had poker faces looking at the screen. 

Another doctor appeared, and it was then I came out of my zone and screamed, "WHAT IS GOING ON?"

That was when the senior doctor told me, "I'm so sorry darling, she's gone."

"What do you mean, she's right there, in my belly, FIND HER!"

This is the moment my world stopped. The moment that changed me forever. Irrevocably. Incomprehensibly.

The moments following this are of true divinity. The labour pain stopped. After my primal screams, the room went quiet. I felt a vibration come through my body and I knew it to be a higher power, God, the Divine, Source energy. And I heard these words, loud, thunderous in my ears, "EVERYTHING IS ACTUALLY GOING TO BE OK."

Somehow, I trusted. And knew it to be the truth. 

Amelia Jade Mcleod Hansen was born a couple of hours later at 12.40am on 28th July 2017. 

It was the most divine and sacred birth. She was perfect. Just without breath. 

The autopsy later revealed that she passed on the way to hospital from a placental issue. 

The nine months of my rainbow pregnancy with was the hardest thing I've ever done. I was given a 10% chance of the same placental issue that caused Amelia's death happening again, so every minute was living on a knifes edge. I had no way of knowing because it was at the microscopic level so I could only go by movements. If I didn't feel anything for an hour, I would be race to hospital, unable to breathe properly from panic, begging "God, please don't let her be dead.*

Even with the panic, and anxiety, using all the tools I had on my belt as an intuitive mentor, I always knew in my soul, I was meant to have a living daughter. Fifteen months later, we welcomed our rainbow baby girl, Amber Jade into the world.

Amelia has been my catalyst for living a beautiful life. A life full of Grace and reverance for the miracles and magic that are all around us. 

She is the reason I have co-authored four books so far and started GM House - a publishing company to share and amplify the stories of women who've got a message to share. Our first book Extraordinary just launched and became an International bestseller within hours. 

She is the reason I co-founded Angel Mama House. A safe haven, to support women who've experienced loss like mine. 

After having Amelia, I quickly discovered there was no help. Not the kind that I needed. The support groups were mostly telling your story to strangers, which was comforting a few times because I met some beautiful women who truly understood and who will be lifelong friends. But there were no tools or practices to move through your grief. So I trained and researched and have put it all into Angel Mama House. 

Every moment of my life since has been a reaction to the catalytic event that altered my life. I vow to live a life of Grace, reverence and beauty in honour of my daughter. Further, to teach and be an exemplar who shows others there is magic in absolutely everything. Even and especially, in the tragic.




”Don’t judge the woman because you don’t know what they went through”
This statement was made by Angel Mama Holly Sisa as she shared how her grief journey started at an early age.Due to infant death, PCOS and miscarriage Holly shared in depth details to give other women hope through their pain.



Alia Jamal is a Love Coach that assists women to align themselves to their own truth and live as their truest self, expressing their full potential. Alia is also an angel mama and during her journey she has been able to find her own truest self and ensuring that she reaches her full healing potential.          

Jessica Romero shared  "I found out in April I was pregnant with my 3rd baby I was happy his siblings were happy, no issues what so ever I go to my autonomy scan and they couldn’t find the heartbeat I was 20 weeks an 3days. And it was a boy!! I was happy cause I had two girls at home. But god had other plans for him. He was born sleeping 8/12/22 at 9:21am he weighed 15oz an 10 1/2 inches long prefect little angel 👼. I had him cremated."





   I'm Amie Russell and Ava Kinsely Kramer is my daughter. I never fought so hard for anyone in my life like I did to save Ava. Ava's father Cory Kramer and I met at The end of January early February of 2015 shortly after that we found out we were pregnant with Ava. I was sick before I should have been sick bloodwork and urine at IVCH in Peru Illinois confirmed my pregnancy. I was constantly nauseated. The first time I met Cory's mother Lori my head was in the toilet and I was throwing up when she came by to drop something off at the house, she said she knew then I loved Ava because no matter how sick I was that day she could see the glow when I spoke of Ava. Unfortunately on June 19 2015 I went into premature labor at 19 weeks and 6 days and Ava Kinsley Kramer went home to be with our Lord and savior in heaven. The death and loss of Ava was a deferential moment in my life it sent me into a five year addiction of drugs and alcohol but over the last year with helps of support groups and pages like Tiny Hearts Remembered and The Tears Foundation specifically The Pennsylvania Chapter and The Washington Chapter; I've been able to learn how to grieve, heal and remember Ava in a healthy way not self destructive like I had been doing prior in the years that first followed her loss. Today i now run a Zoom only meeting on Thursday evenings from 7pm to 8pm called Ava's Legacy its a support group ran by other bereaved parents and myself letting others with their babies in heaven to know they aren't alone and it's ok to be mad and healing isn't giving up if I've learned anything healing has allowed me to grieve so that I can remember Ava even more. Cory Kramer and myself as Ava's parents are so thankful for organizations like yourself without you all I don't think I personally as her mother would have survived their where times I wanted to take my own life and you all saved me from that.



This is never how I imagined this day would go. That I would hide under the blankets a better part of the morning, listening to the rain and crying, and text my mom telling her how much this day sucks and wishing I could have a hug. Only to be up a few hours later to the monsters that I call my dogs wanting to play and fight (story of my life at 5:30 every day). When we lost Xavier & Colden I never realized how difficult this journey would be. Then less than a year later we lost Adleigh and I realized that this fight was going to cost me more than just my precious babies. It’s cost me my physical and emotional health, cost me thousands of $ that I’m still trying to figure out how we will ever afford. it’s killed relationships I’ve had for years, and it became who I identified myself as - someone who will always be an Angel mom. My sweet Xavier, Colden & Adleigh - you were loved from the first moment we learned you were a part of this crazy Foltz family. I carried you with so much pride & joy. I will forever miss your kicks during the night, the ridiculous cravings I had while pregnant, and the joy I felt while shopping in the baby section. You will forever and always be my babies and I will love you forever.




"I can’t wrap my mind around my baby being dead inside of me for almost 5 weeks and not even knowing. Not knowing I was rubbing a belly that didn’t exist."


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 To learn more about her journey and her Nonprofit, The Chiazam Project rewatch the video below


Check out this live interview we conducted before Christmas to learn more about her triplets story, how she is able to navigate through her journey, how she copes through the holidays, and more!
Thank you for sharing your story and Kensley will forever be remembered!



My Story begins with a diagnosis of Endometriosis in my mid 20s. I was told early on that it would be difficult to conceive, but I didn’t realize how difficult. The endometriosis eventually caused cyst to develop in the uterus and tubes. We would find out later that this condition also went on to affect the quality of my eggs overtime. I went on to have an early miscarriage in year 1 of my marriage and was diagnosed with low ovarian reserve months later. According to my Reproductive Endocrinologist I had a 1% chance of pregnancy which nearly broke me. However, despite the prognosis, after a failed IVF cycle we conceived naturally, yet miscarried two more times. The last miscarriage was actually far into the 2nd trimester and due to an incompetent cervix, we lost our baby girl.
This journey was one that literally tested my husband and I in every way possible. I found strength and weakness that I didn't know existed. My faith and confidence had to be completely restored. It was because of that restoration, my husband’s support, and a few great friends and family, I came out fighting and so transformed. My entire lifestyle and mindset shifted. I educated myself and became an expert on all things that disrupt hormones, ovulation and egg quality so that I could combat these issues. I learned techniques to bring more peace into my life and just as I accepted that it would happen in God’s timing, He blessed us with a rainbow baby that we were equipped to protect and deliver. Eight months after our daughter was born, we became pregnant again and delivered another healthy baby girl. I feel so blessed and undeserving of my precious two daughters. I learned the significance of how balancing a healthy mind, body and spirit could completely turn things around!
This journey birthed a calling on my life to coach others through this marathon of infertility. I get to gladly bear the burden of it all for other ladies and support them during the walk towards their babies. This was predestined for my life and could have been the very reason for it all! I urge you to not give up and be an advocate for yourself despite a given diagnosis. Sometimes our blessings come in very different packages, but if we believe it will come….and you may find joy in the journey!
-LaJoyce Kwakye of The Joy Journey LLC-