One Day I’ll Tell Her
One day I’ll tell her how hard it was. How completely and utterly heartbreaking it was. How I couldn’t figure out which way was up, what we were going to do, or how we would figure it out. One…
Read More »One day I’ll tell her how hard it was. How completely and utterly heartbreaking it was. How I couldn’t figure out which way was up, what we were going to do, or how we would figure it out. One…
Read More »One of the most traumatic experiences of my life took 12 minutes. 12 minutes for them to rush me to the OR and prep me for surgery. 12 minutes for them to numb me, cut me open, and take our…
Read More »Were you always an advocate?” This was a question asked of me the other day. I’ve always had a heart for the underdog. Maybe having T1D, I saw a little bit of myself in them. Ever since I was little,…
Read More »Someone asked me that the other day because I remarked that I was struggling with some grief about Callie’s leg and health issues. I’m 100% sure it was triggered by her recent knee surgery. “Why aren’t you over that by…
Read More »I’ve talked about grief before….when you are a special needs parent, the grieving process is very unique. It’s not something that you deal with right at the beginning, work through and process, and then move on. It’s something that stays…
Read More »I’ve never had the option to give up. I’ve never had the option to “mail it in.” I’ve never had the option to kick back and let up off the gas. I never had the option to quit. If you…
Read More »I was extremely thin before I got pregnant with Callie. Like tiny thin. All through my pregnancy I heard, “Oh you are so lucky. It will be so easy for you to bounce back.” “Oh, you’ll bounce back.” I would…
Read More »It never fails. A new opportunity arises. Or a new adventure. A new season of life. A new experience. And we instantly go into a myriad of excuses as to why we can’t do it. Why we aren’t good enough. …
Read More »None of it happened the way I thought it would. I thought I would be finished with college at 21. I thought I would be married at 23. Pregnant at 25 with our first baby (a boy). Pregnant at 26…
Read More »We were slammed by grief….but it was another family’s Tuesday. We were wrestling with the diagnosis of a chronic heart condition and pending open heart surgery…..and others were standing in line at Starbucks. We were spending the nights in a…
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