Kinlee's Song- Written by her mother, Marylee Postovit
Kinlee Grace, ‘baby’ as she was known until 38 weeks 2 days at 9:35 pm on December 7th , 2022. Kinlee is the fourth baby in our family. During our pregnancy, her dad and I both agreed, she would need lots of ‘grace’ to keep up with our busy family, thus, the middle name of ‘Grace’ came about. Kinlee was coming into a home with siblings ranging in age from 14 years to 17 months, dogs, cats, and a whole lot of love. As scared as we were to raise 4 children in the uncertainties of this world, we knew God gave us this challenge, because we could handle it. However, we didn’t know the extent of what our challenge would be until 8 days before our scheduled due date. I was blessed with the same OB through my last two pregnancies, which meant I had the same nurse for each appointment. However, Christina became part of my journey in the final trimester while pregnant with Kinlee. We would talk about the kids, their activities, the extremely busy life we each held, and I always felt like I had a friend in the room. We cherished how active Kinlee was, and my healthy pregnancy. I did not have a worry about what could go wrong, after all, I was on what I thought was my fourth healthy pregnancy. On December 6th , I sensed Kinlee was being much less active, I called the nurses line to see about going in for some monitoring. It was about 10 p.m., I remember shaking because I was so scared, almost like I knew my worst nightmare was coming true. After getting set up on the monitors, and a few nurses trying to keep us calm, the on-call OB came in and confirmed our greatest fear. We had lost our baby girl. The next few days were a whirlwind of emotions, tears, anger, sadness, shock, and everything in between. Once my husband and I left the delivery floor, without our baby, we were asked to come back to the clinic for a routine check in with our OB. Nurse Christina was there, waiting with open arms and tears in her eyes. She shared in our loss, and we mourned losing Kinlee together. In the days, weeks, and months that followed, Christina and I built a friendship, not realizing the true reason our paths had crossed. For myself, and my family, we learned to pivot, and hold on to the hope that one day we will see our sweet Kinlee in all her perfection in Heaven. As for Christina, she was able to find her truest calling for this life, helping women during their pregnancy with their own birth song. It is our honor to know Kinlee’s legacy will live on in this way. While we are sad, we don’t get to hold our baby girl physically, her memory is held through people like Christina. If you find yourself crossing paths with Christina, know that you will have a friend for life, and exceptional care. My husband and I are both privileged and humbled by the memory of Kinlee living on through Christina’s work.