Patti Adams found herself living every mother’s worst fear when she learned her unborn daughter was not going to survive long after birth. “On July 22, 1988, I found myself being quickly ushered into my OB-GYN's office after what I thought was a routine ultrasound during my seventh month of pregnancy,” Adams said. “I still remember well many of the thoughts that ran through my mind when the doctor shared with us the new developments in the most recent ultrasound: our unborn daughter had serious birth defects that were most likely not compatible with life. “Two weeks later we were dealing with the shock well enough to begin planning our painful future. Because I didn't want to have to make funeral arrangements after she was gone, my husband and I visited the local mortuary to find the answers to so many questions we had. A few short minutes after being seated, we were presented with our choice for a casket. It amounted to nothing more than a cardboard box. I was heartsick.