Truth is, yes. I am afraid.

The truth is, yes, I am afraid.  Actually very afraid. I am afraid I will just stop functioning.  That my kids, my husband, my home, my life will keep moving…but me?  That I will just freeze.  Unable to move forward because of the hurt and the pain. I am afraid that there will not be …

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The Good, The Hard, and the "Date"

Everyday seems to be a series of mixed emotion.  Joyful, yet sorrowful.  Unknowing, yet peaceful.  Trusting, yet vulnerable.  Understanding, yet so so confused.  This emotional cocktail upped the ante this week as we finally booked a date for our c-section. The date is set for Monday, March 31st. A flood of thoughts, feelings, and prayers …

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In the Nick of Time

I hadn’t felt Gideon move for a day or so.  Deep down I knew he was still with me, I knew he was still here, but I felt like I needed to call the doctor.  Problem is, I have been hating going to the doctor’s. Everytime I would walk through the front doors I would …

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