Life after loss with autism, preemies and a rainbow baby
I love the weekly prompts at Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop but got so caught up in yesterday’s post that I missed them. When I saw the prompt to write a 6 word memoir of a significant time in your life I knew mine instantly. ————————————- “Would you like to hold her?” I have heard this […]
My feet pound the path. I weave my latest in a long line of must-have baby-mobiles through the curved trail, rows of pine bend at the waist, bidding us past. My husband, he strides. Love and purpose in every step. He stops again, a shoelace undone or a coveted sticker has floated off. The dutiful […]
I begin to tuck them in. Lift covers up to the first little chin, shift hair, the color of my own, off his sweet forehead, and kiss pink cheeks. I lean over his sister, the final goodnight of our bedtime routine, and they are already climbing out. Tell us “The Baby Story” Mommy. My heart […]
Unblinking eyes look up at me and wonder, Mommy, can Hadley come to our birthday party when we are four? Eventually, I find my voice, She will be there. But only in our hearts, honey. And there is bitter in the knowing that there are years and years to come of birthdays with one empty […]
Home Sweet Home
My trembling hands brace the walls as I shift down the hall. Pain searing through my abdomen, anchoring in my heart. My mind had finally succumbed to sleep and now the ache was soaring ahead of my last dose of medication. No need to wake my husband, immersed in sleep he so desperately needs. I […]
Yesterday afternoon we headed out. We had a nice time visiting Nana followed by a LONG car ride home, because when you are a stay-at-home mom your brain turns to mush and you forget about things like “rush hour.” Parker was recently diagnosed with asthma. Yesterday was a particularly bad day. In between his coughs […]
When I was pregnant with triplets my husband affectionately called me “Big Mama” a term of endearment in his mind… his nice way of saying I’m not really sure what to make of the complete loss of your figure so let’s just laugh about it, in mine. Soon after the birth of our triplets and the […]
Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit ever answered to, in the strongest conjuration. —Charles Dickens After 77 days of waiting for home, Daddy brought you through the door three years ago today. Happy Coming Home Day, my little man.
After being born weighing 2 lbs. 10 oz, after two cerebral hemorrhages, after weeks on a ventilator, after transfusions and procedures and tests and the endless beep, beep, beep of monitors, after 71 long days in the NICU… my little Baby A came home, three years ago today. Amid all the chaos of life as […]
