Noelle Davis

Stillborn to Tyler and Lianna Davis on April 17, 2013


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My doctors allowed me to go two weeks past my pregnancy due date while I waited for my daughter to come naturally. On the last possible day prior to my scheduled induction, I went into labor at home. Yes, finally! We called the doctor and went to the hospital. The contractions were still mild, but my husband rolled me into the hospital in a wheel chair. 

We were familiar with the hospital. Since I was past the 40-week mark, I had already done three non-stress tests and an extra ultrasound there—in fact, one test had occurred just the previous evening. 

The nurses gave us my favorite room, the large corner one. Having been tested there already, it was familiar—the bands around my stomach to hold the monitors, the machines, and the process. Everything was put in place to begin being monitored and eventually welcome my girl.

The first nurse could not find a heartbeat. She said that she was new and still learning, but she checked all over—top, bottom, and sides. She left to find another nurse. I looked at my husband, concerned, but not yet alarmed. Something was wrong, like the nurse’s technique or the equipment, but certainly not me or my child. I had felt my baby move at home and even in the hospital parking lot. My husband gave me a reassuring look.

The second nurse came. She checked me much more quickly with the monitor and left. I could no longer tell myself it was likely the nurse or equipment, and no longer did I see a reassuring look on my husband’s face. A doctor and ultrasound machine materialized more quickly than I knew was possible in a hospital. I had only known hospitals for routine processes and procedures. I had never required such swiftness. I asked the doctor if there was a heartbeat. He said, focused on the monitor, that he would be able to tell me in a minute. 

A minute passed. He paused; he looked at us. I knew.

A few days later, I wrote:

Our Noelle Tru was born on April 17, 2013 at 6:52am weighing 7 pounds 7 ounces and measuring 20.5 inches long. We named her “Noelle,” which means “birth of God,” because we had wanted her to always remember God’s love for her in sending His Son to earth. We did not know when we selected her name that she would be birthed straight to Him whose birth made possible her heavenly one. We named her “Tru” after her Great Grandmother, Gertrude Hesselgrave, who is a beautiful example of a woman who has and is serving the Lord with her life. Noelle was born into glory on April 16, 2013. [...] We miss her immensely. We are leaning on the comfort of the Lord and are able to mourn with joy because of our assurance of eternity with Him. Some passages that have been special comforts to us are Psalm 25 and 2 Samuel 12:15-23. Though we cannot bring her back again, we will go to her. We feel blessed to have known Noelle for the amount of time we did, and we miss her. She has brought tremendous joy into our lives. We and so many others showed her so much love while she was with us. We will love her forever. She was graciously spared the tragedies of life on this earth. She was made for a different land and we look forward to the day when we will join her.

Oh, the depth of the riches and wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable are His judgments and how inscrutable His ways!

For from Him and through Him and to Him are all things. To Him be glory forever. Amen.
— Romans 11:33, 36

So today—where is our story today? My story goes on, and so does Noelle’s. As for me, my life is full today because of the only One more important to me than even the members of my family—God. His goodness and sufficiency are not demonstrated in that I have everything I have ever wanted in this life—Noelle remains so very wanted—but in Him who is Life (John 11:25). Because He is my good, I agree with the psalmist that I “lack no good thing,” (Psalm 34:10). What goodness could I request on top of His infinite goodness? In Him, through Him, and for Him is all that is life-giving.

The same is true of Noelle. Though now I see only dimly, she sees in full (1 Corinthians 13:12). In fact, she has done more living—to the full—within one moment in heaven than I ever have on earth. Jesus spoke: “I have come that they may have life, and may have it abundantly,” (John 10:10). Indeed, she lacks no good thing.

He has come.

He has come that we may have life abundantly.

This is all an abundant gift of life: the grace that my husband and I have been given to trust God even as our Noelle was born without earthly life. If not for God’s provisions, I would so easily have a story that did not result in trusting Him.

This is all an abundant gift of life: the marvelous resolution that Noelle has been given to her story. What I cannot help but say is this: I am so, so happy for her.

Prior to being wheeled out of the hospital on the day we parted with our daughter’s baby body—one day after her soul departed from us—my thoughts were, We are together in Him.

We still are. Because of His life-giving abundance toward us, what do my husband and I want, and what does Noelle want—what do we share that truly surpasses the distance between us? Him. We want to make much of this dear God.


These posts begin in 2012 after we discovered a new life to be with us. They conclude in 2014, a little over a year after Noelle departed from this earth.

Primarily, these posts were originally on my Tumblr blog which I named “Made for a Different Land” following her stillbirth. I have imported a collection of posts here as a “memorial blog,” inclusive of a few updates as noted.