*Below you will find the entry that won the Mother’s Day Spa Package Giveaway! Because of Ashlea’s  selflessness when submitting this story about her friend, she has also received a Spa Package from Skin Medics Spa. *


I am writing about my friend, Stephanie Guidry, who desperately deserves a spa day.
Stephanie and her husband Corey live in Houma, Louisiana and have been happily married since October of 2011.  I went to junior high and high school with Corey but didn’t meet Stephanie until 2009 when we were both bridesmaids for a mutual friend.  We hit it off instantly and became very close.  Stephanie is one of the most positive and upbeat people I know.  Her passion for life is contagious, and she is a joy to be around.  I admire that about her so much, and I am happy to have her as one of my dearest friends.  Her beautiful son, Vincent Paul, was born on August 25, 2015.  Just before Christmas 2016, she informed me that she was pregnant with her second son, due on April 17th.  His name would be Wyatt Thomas.


We got together in early March to get massages, a favorite luxury of ours.  Afterward, she told me that while she thoroughly enjoyed the maternity massage, she could not wait until she had Wyatt so that she could get a deep tissue massage to really work out her neck, back, and shoulders.  We texted back and forth throughout the second week of April.  She informed me that her prenatal appointment on Tuesday, the 11th went well and that she had been having mild contractions, so it could be any day now.  I was getting excited to meet Wyatt.  Then, tragedy struck.  I was shocked to receive a text message on the afternoon of April 15th that little Wyatt was in heaven.  She had gone into labor at around 2 am Saturday morning.  When they arrived at the hospital, the doctors could not find a heartbeat.  Still in disbelief and holding on to hope that the doctors were wrong, she delivered the baby at 5:22 am.  The doctors were not wrong.  Wyatt was gone.  He was 8 pounds, 13 ounces and looked absolutely perfect.  To make matters worse, there was no explanation for this tragic turn of events.


She was discharged within 12 hours of giving birth after this nightmarish ordeal.  Instead of leaving the hospital as a family of four, she and her husband were faced with whether to bury or cremate, writing an obituary, and possibly planning a memorial service.  I have tried to research why this might have happened, as I am sure she has.  I found in my brief research that 1 in 3 stillborn births are completely unexplained, and Wyatt falls into this category.  This is all so new, and I can’t even begin to imagine what she and her husband are going through.  I have also been researching how to be there for her, gifts for those who have lost babies, what to say and what not to say, etc.  Despite not knowing much else, I know that just prior to this terrible ordeal, she was talking about how badly she wanted a massage… so this is a start.