Sitting over tea in a dimly lit coffee shop she asks, “How often do you think of them?” I shift my eyes to notice how many moms and babies are in the bustling shop. “Every day,” I respond. “How?” she asks. “I wonder how different our lives would be. I Continue Reading …
They turned up the lights after one song. We usually sing four amazing rock-band-like songs which is one of the many reasons I love our church. Then I remembered seeing the reserved seats walking in, “Reserved for families of children dedication”. Shit. Oh, shit. Today is the children’s dedication at Continue Reading …
The holidays are never easy for those of us who are survivors of infertility, pregnancy loss or infant loss. For me, it is in the endless wonder… What toys would they have loved playing with this year? What would our holiday card have looked like? What would it have been Continue Reading …
Most of our closest friends have three kids. Three! Three seems to be the new 2.5 kids in our culture. We love those big families of five even if sometimes we look at each on our way to the childless quiet of our home and say to one another, “Man, three kids! Continue Reading …
