A year ago today, Jeff, Blake and I sat in an exam room at Seattle Children’s Hospital. I was holding my sweet baby girl as she was falling asleep. We were alone, waiting for the doctors to come back in. They were going to tell me something I already knew. They were going to tell… Continue reading Diagnosis day
I shared on Facebook that we are expecting baby number 3 earlier this week. I’ve been worried about sharing this news; worried in different kinds of ways. I continue to be surprised by the reactions of others. When we announced we were pregnant with Blake, some people were very kind. Other people were not. Kenley… Continue reading News
It was this time last year when doctors finally started listening to me. We got confirmation, after what felt like forever, that something “wasn’t normal (I hate this word)” with Blake’s development. Facebook has been reminding me of appointments, cryptic worry and all the unknowns during that time. It brings up more questions like, “Why… Continue reading A year ago
For multiple reasons, I try to avoid talking about some things on here. I don’t want to make people feel worse for us. I want to show there are positives that still happen and I’m still grateful, always. Greater than my desire to show positives, though, is my trying to remain truthful. My struggle is,… Continue reading What is it like?
I was going through some of my mom’s pictures last night. Sometimes, I like to look at the photos my family took of Blake instead of my own. They have tons I’ve never seen (or don’t remember seeing) and I like that. This one in particular struck me. I mean, they all do, but today… Continue reading Running
As soon as Blake was a couple months old, I knew she was special. Shortly before she was diagnosed with SMA, I knew that her life would mean more than I ever could have imagined. After the reality of her diagnosis, I also knew I would never stop trying to show people all that I… Continue reading The Sunshine Company
Tonight I went into Kenley’s room to fold her laundry. I’ve always been much better about doing my girls’ laundry than mine or Jeff’s. Sorting, washing, folding – I dislike the entire process. I started folding her clothes, realizing because of the weather change she has so many new ones. I was looking at labels… Continue reading Laundry