Baby girl, today you should be turning eight. Eight. It is unbelievable that I first held you in my arms that many years ago… …and even more unbelievable that I … Continue reading Eight
Category: Pregnancy and Parenthood
Comparison in Motherhood
I saw a post on Facebook today that made me feel many things all at once. It was a post by a mom in a large Facebook group known for … Continue reading Comparison in Motherhood
Six Years – Celebrating Tori
When Tori passed away, Brennan and I made a commitment to always making March 27th a special, joy-filled day. After all, she’s having fun, so why shouldn’t we? We usually … Continue reading Six Years – Celebrating Tori
Six Years – The Impact
Six years ago today (at 9:05am) we said farewell to our beautiful daughter. That day, we went through the motions of implementing the decisions made months before – unwanted tasks … Continue reading Six Years – The Impact
Naming the Struggle
I’ve been struggling for months. Even worse, it has taken me until very recently to put a name to the struggle. About two weeks ago I figured it out and … Continue reading Naming the Struggle
Building and Rebuilding
My children love to build with blocks and Legos. They have become quite good at stacking them higher and higher and are always so proud of their creations. However, when … Continue reading Building and Rebuilding
Strength & Scars
Today Caleb broke the handle off of my favorite coffee mug. This mug was given to me while Tori was sick and I love that it has both giraffes and … Continue reading Strength & Scars
Day One after Ninety-Eight
Today was the first time in ninety-eight days that I was by myself with the boys all day long. Brennan returned to work on Friday but my parents were still … Continue reading Day One after Ninety-Eight
Eighty-Two Days
Our family has now been home for eighty-two days. I remember when it was going to be thirty days and that seemed so long. We’ve been living under the assumption … Continue reading Eighty-Two Days
Sometimes Grief Looks Like Clothing
I knew that we would have many practical tasks to handle once we found out that our embryo transfer had failed. A failed transfer meant that our family was complete … Continue reading Sometimes Grief Looks Like Clothing
Even So, Joy 