I looked at the clock and realized I was 2 minutes late. Willing myself to get up, even though it worsened my migraine, I walked into the kitchen to get a lighter and then into the bedroom to get Jack…
To understand this story, you need to go all the way back to 2020. I was pregnant with our fourth baby, a little girl named Ellie, and I was miserable. And not just because there was a global pandemic going…
My story tends to intimidate some people. They seem to think that their hard can’t possibly compare to mine. They haven’t had a miscarriage. They haven’t had to struggle with infertility. They haven’…
Grief is hard and it’s isolating and it’s lonely. I can’t count the number of times I have broken down simply because I feel alone in my grief and I feel forgotten. And Judah feels forgotten…
While I try to answer questions about Judah and our story as well as I can, sometimes, the answer is long and complicated or I just don’t have the mental energy to answer them because the answer is painful…