Content Notice: the death of a child.
It’s an odd feeling to be turned off by a compliment.
In a way that almost feels cruel, I find myself thanking God that he didn’t give me a boy.
I’ll be receiving “The Worst Parent at the Park Award,” again.
Even though I know I have no business having a baby, it feels like a door closing on my fingers every time I see it happen to someone else.
No one told me that morning sickness doesn’t go away after the first trimester.
I wonder what will happen when the baby comes…
It has been a struggle to come to terms with these losses, losses of the potential for life.
These are the moments when strength reveals itself.
When did we start defining imperfection as “everything’s falling apart”? When did we start billing a rough day (or week) as abject failure?
I love watching my son and my husband bond, but it’s becoming apparent I’m losing my little boy.
Most weekends, my $43,000 salary was going toward rental cars, hotels, and eating out with Cameron.
Eventually, I’d learn to hold myself the way my mother couldn’t.
Motherhood didn’t become my identity– it helped me find it.
“The number one thing moms never discuss are the days that are really hard.”
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I will have to tell him that there are people who don’t see him as human.
Giving up my son was one of the worst decisions of my life.
I know this isn’t what you pictured for me at 26, but it’s a job, and it’s the best job for me.
Did you stop for one second to think about the pain I might be in?