Bonded by Love: A Mother’s Day Reflection from our founder on Joy, Loss, and Legacy
It’s been incredibly hard to wrap my head around this Mother’s Day. For the first time, I find myself more comfortable participating in International Bereaved Mother’s Day.
Motherhood has always been deeply woven into my life—and my work.
I became a mother young, at 25, and was already four months pregnant with my son when I took my first major jewelry design trip to Kenya. I walked trade shows in New York City while sneaking away to pump in public bathrooms. I worked to launch Loveweld with a baby crawling around my feet. Those early years were chaotic, beautiful, and full of pride.
I’m so grateful for those moments with my son and daughter, Davy (9) and Margot (5). We’ve shared a life of creativity, travel, and entrepreneurship—motherhood and design inseparable.
But this past year changed everything.
In 2023, Loveweld survived a massive shift when the stores hosting our kiosks all went out of business in a matter of months. That same year, my husband and I began trying for a third child. Unlike before, it didn’t come easily. I chalked it up to the stress of the business.
Then, in early 2024, after weathering the storm, we found out we were pregnant. Things finally felt realigned. We were overjoyed.
At five months, everything changed. We were told our son, Peter, no longer had a heartbeat. I delivered him days later. The pain of childbirth, layered with unimaginable grief, is something I’ll never forget.
Later that year, we had a surprise pregnancy. We lost Evelyn Quinn at 13 weeks, just after Valentine’s Day.
Motherhood has changed for me.
The beauty remains—but now, it’s threaded with grief.
In some ways, that has made the tender moments even more precious. But I’m still very much in it—still learning to carry the weight of what we’ve lost.
Leading Loveweld through this heartbreak has been both grounding and healing. It’s given me a way to connect with other women and daughters who’ve walked similar paths. Those conversations, that shared community, have given me strength when I’ve needed it most.
To every mother navigating both love and loss—your story matters. This day is for you, too.
