Last night I was putting Kenley to bed when she told me that she wishes Blake was here for Christmas. She said, “I think we should get Blakey a present. What do you think about that?” After more discussion about Blakey not being able to play with something that we get for her, we settled… Continue reading Giving Tuesday
I can’t believe it. Today is the day that my second daughter was born three years ago. She was 8lbs 10oz, 21 inches long and completely perfect. Getting to watch my two girls meet for the first time is forever etched in my heart. We didn’t know then that she would end up with the… Continue reading Three
Most loss parents dread the question, “How many children do you have?” I am one of them. I. Hate. It. Seriously, every single time I get that awful feeling of so much sadness and not knowing what to say. Do I tell them all about my family and accept the discomfort and look of terror… Continue reading Parenting
Today marks the second anniversary of Blake’s death. Some people call it an angelversary or remembrance of the date of passing. It’s just a really hard and shitty day for Jeff and I. It’s a reminder (although we never forget) that our baby is no longer with us. It feels like yesterday and so long… Continue reading August 10, 2016
Today, August 1, marks the beginning of SMA (Spinal Muscular Atrophy) Awareness month. August is my least favorite month of the year. On the 10th, we will come around to the second anniversary of Blake’s death. The only thing that helps me through this month is trying to do good in her name and making… Continue reading SMA awareness month
This is our third year of making Team Blake shirts. We design a new shirt every year around this time because of a walk we do for Cure SMA. We aren’t doing so well this year with only 6 people who have purchased so far. Help us out! If you can’t help by buying a… Continue reading Team Blake
It feels like Blakey slips away more and more as time passes. It’s harder for us to find moments that are full of her. A while back the idea came up to plant a tree for her. At first I thought it was silly. Then I realized the meaning of it: something that we could… Continue reading A tree for my girl
