It was around this time last year that we excitedly told our families that we were expecting our first baby. Everything was going so well and both the baby and I were healthy and strong. We could never expect that a few months later, at the end of January, I would very suddenly go into labor and deliver our son at 20 weeks gestation. He had a heartbeat and lived for 5 short hours, the most
Surviving the Death of Our Baby
It's been eight weeks since our baby died...I'm not really sure of a more eloquent way to start writing, so there it is. With every fiber of my being I wish I didn't have to write those words and I so desperately wish that this was not a part of our story. It was only a few months ago that I sat at this very computer to write a blog post sharing that I was joyfully and excitedly pregnant and
A Baby Story
A little over a week ago I turned 39. If you had asked me 20 years ago if I thought I'd be pregnant with my first baby at this age, I would never have believed it. But, as I've learned through many experiences, events in life unfold exactly as they should, in their own time, despite what we may otherwise wish would happen. I have always wanted to be a mother and although I tried my best to be
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