I spent a long time with many Facebook friends hidden. If they were due around the same time as me, or of their childshares a birthdate – I just couldn’t do it. Little by little I re-followed/unhid them all.   But then this month comes. I love my friends and their kids. I am past […]

Or the letter I am too afraid to share with those I love.   Dear Friend or family, You are considering voting for Trump. You’ve heard all the news. I don’t think there is anything I can say about Mr Trump that would change your mind.   But I would like to talk about Mike […]

Or the letter I am too afraid to share with those I love.   Dear Friend or family, You are considering voting for Trump. You’ve heard all the news. I don’t think there is anything I can say about Mr Trump that would change your mind.   But I would like to talk about Mike […]

I have three little boys. Between Noah and Sam I had one confirmed miscarriage and several more suspected. They all ended very early. We weren’t using the fertility drugs yet, and that had never resulted in a living baby for me.   This is our family. Three little boys and our shooting starts that passed […]

#Whathealsyou Your siblings When people talk about you When you are treated like a full member of our family Making items for other bereaved families Acts of kindness in your name Feeling close to you Talking about you Your birthday rituals Including you in holidays Writing about you Seeing hot air balloons Seeing butterflies #CaptureYourGrief […]

Crocheting started for me as a way to give back.  Then I quickly realized that it helped my anxiety in social situations where I wasn’t comfortable in my new role as a grieving mother.  Whether something was triggering, or I could sense that my grief made someone else uncomfortable, crocheting gave me something else to […]

Today is 5 years from the day we brought Owen home from the NICU, and 3 years from our last day home with Noah.   #captureyourgrief #captureyourgrief #whathealsyou

Today is 5 years from the day we brought Owen home from the NICU, and 3 years from our last day home with Noah.   #captureyourgrief #captureyourgrief #whathealsyou

Three years since I started this. Log and write my first letter to Noah.  💗. He was still inside.  Still alive.  But dying.