Missing Pieces

This is part 2 of the October Pregnant and Infant Loss Series – please read Part 1 HERE if you haven’t already.  ********************** All I wanted to do when I got home was sleep. I blamed it on the leftover anesthesia still flowing through my body but truthfully, I was just trying to escape the

My Son Calls Someone Else Mom…and I love it!

My son’s father and I divorced when he was 1.  He got his step mom when he was 2.  He started calling her mom when he was 3.  People used to ask me how I could stand for my child calling another woman mom. Actually, some still do.  When we got a divorce, I knew

Playdoh & Patience

“And yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, and you are the potter. We all are formed by your hand.”  Isaiah 64:8 I love this verse. It is something both hopeful and reminiscent to me. Something I can relate to easily. I remember the playdoh of my childhood. The smell, the squishy feelings,

Mirror Mantras

Update Feb 10, 2020: a lot of people are asking me about positive thoughts and mirror work. Here’s a piece dear to my heart! — I live with anxiety and depression. I used to hate thinking or saying that out loud. Its not like its something that I’m proud of, but its part of me.