This verse has been so important to me in this last week (and again a few months ago). There is very little comfort in losing a pregnancy, but the knowledge that someone loves my baby(ies) as much, if not more than I do gives me some peace. I am picturing Jesus cradling my children in his arms….
Grandparents
Mommy’s Dress-Up Doll
Right from the very beginning of my pregnancy, my husband was certain that we were having a boy. I wasn’t so sure. In fact, every time I pictured myself with a baby, I pictured a little girl baby. You see, I have two sisters. Everyone in my family is a woman except for my Dad….
Mommy’s Nerves
This past week has been crazy (the lack of posts are not because I’m lazy, but because I haven’t been able to find the time). We’ve been fighting these colds, I’ve thrown a bachelorette party, Cameron and I have visited my Mom, and I have a lot of work on my plate. Combine this with…
Dear Cameron: A Love Letter to My Four Month Old
**Disclaimer: I really wrestled with whether I should post this today. Today Cameron is four months old. This really is meant to be a letter to my son about the last month, not just a gimmick for a blog. And so, for the first time, I have written about what is going on that has…
Mommy’s FloorBaby
My baby used to love to be cuddled. If he wasn’t in somebody’s arms, he was unhappy. You couldn’t leave him laying on the floor or laying on the bed or sitting in the bouncy chair or sitting in his car seat. You couldn’t even leave him swinging in his swing at his grandparent’s house…