We decided to take a little vacation. We’ve taken some sort of vacation before each of our babies were born. This time we ended up closer to home, on a lake with perfect weather and lots for Kenley to do. We’ve really needed a break with everything going on. I had forgotten how much work… Continue reading Vacation and Anniversary
This is something I wrote for the newsletter of a local support group, Parents of Puget Sound Support. They offer resources for families in the Pacific Northwest who have lost a child through miscarriage, stillbirth or in infancy. I thought I would share here too. It was the day of my daughter’s Celebration of Life.… Continue reading Never the same
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