Last night I had a dream. In it, Evie was sleeping in a crib downstairs and she managed to climb up the steps on her own to go to her bedroom. In her room, there was a bunk bed with a little girl with brown hair on the top bunk. She was scared to get…… Continue reading A dream.
M. and I drove to NJ two Fridays ago to get tattoos. This was something we’ve been thinking about for a few months. It’s probably something people would recommend you not doing without more thought. I mean they say no big decisions right? Considering I decided to switch jobs last week, I guess I’m beyond…… Continue reading How we remember
This weekend, I missed two baby showers and watched a neighbor announce the birth of her baby girl at the hospital Nora was born at. I don’t know why I looked at the pictures. I hid them after we lost Nora, knowing this was coming, but I actively sought her page out to see what…… Continue reading Holding on
I’ve tried a few posts recently, and they all can be summarized as it’s not fair. And even with this being my outlet, I’m even tired of harping on how unfair it is. I was looking at the pictures we have of Nora for our blood drive this weekend, and it’s not fair I only have a…… Continue reading Hitting a wall
My very good friend was induced this morning. We went through our pregnancy 4 weeks apart, sharing the weird symptoms and checking in on each other throughout. She’s continued to be a support though I’m sure seeing the worst case scenario play out couldn’t have been easy for her. I woke up this morning with…… Continue reading Get it together.
What do you do when the friends you thought were steadfast, aren’t there for you? One thing we’ve taken from our experience is that M. and I are VERY lucky to have the support system we have. The majority of our family are states away yet we rarely feel alone. But its hard when I’m in…… Continue reading MIA
I read this on reddit today. I don’t want to forget it. Credit goes to u/gsnow, the original author:”I’m old. What that means is that I’ve survived (so far) and a lot of people I’ve known and loved did not. I’ve lost friends, best friends, acquaintances, co-workers, grandparents, mom, relatives, teachers, mentors, students, neighbors, and…… Continue reading Scars are a testament to life.