I started writing in a journal when I was relatively young… pre-teens, perhaps? Just a simple paper journal. Then, when the internet took over, I had blogs in various places … Continue reading some things never change
I would have been fifteen weeks along today, anxiously awaiting those first kicks. I am very conscious of what I am missing, despite the fact that Phil says I need to focus on the children we do have.
I don’t know what to do with the kids I have, and I’m sad about the baby I lost.
It’s weird, the things that get to you… especially when your heart is already fragile. I only cried twice yesterday… once while reading a sympathy card and the poem enclosed … Continue reading The Things That Get To You
A family member sent me this beautiful poem that brought me to tears, along with a note of sympathy for what we are going through. I looked it up online, … Continue reading My Life is But a Weaving
*Disclaimer: I continue to speak honestly – and at times graphically – about my recent miscarriage. If this bothers you, stop reading now. Writing this down is helping me get through … Continue reading One Week Later