• Life,  Parenthood

    My Blighted Ovum Miscarriage Part 2

    As it turns out, writing the second half of our journey through miscarriage, did not come as easily as the first. I’ve started and restarted this post more than a handful of times, and it just never felt right. It’s hard to figure out which direction to go in, and even harder to draw the line between too much information and not enough. But here we are, and I think I’m finally at peace with how it turned out. If you haven’t read My Blighted Ovum Miscarriage Part 1, feel free to take a look into the beginning of our story. If you have stumbled across this post while frantically googling your sweet little heart…

  • Life

    Dear Grandpa, I miss you a little extra on your birthday.

    Happy birthday, grandpa. I wish I could say that in person. I wish I could give you a hug, kiss that bald head of yours, and watch your eyes smile like they always did. You were our rock. You were our jokester. You were the storyteller, the voice of reason, the racecar driver, the hook baiter, the boat driver, the donut getter. You were grandpa, and there was no one cooler than grandpa. You are where all of our stories started. Today would be your 83rd birthday. And I would give just about anything to make you a ridiculous cake. Piled high with 83 candles and posing a serious fire hazard, in true grandpa’s birthday…

  • Life

    It’s been two years since my husband lost his person.

    Two years ago I lost a dear friend. Two years ago a family lost their brother, son, uncle, nephew. Two years ago the world lost a soul so bright and full of life, that it dimmed the sun for awhile. Two years ago my husband lost his person. You know what I mean? One of those people whose existence is so instrumental to who you are as a person, that there isn’t really a word that can adequately describe it. Not brother, not friend… Those are “your people”. And if you know Nick well at all, then you know his childhood was rocky and far from ideal. He was never dealt the easy hand. But…

  • Life,  Parenthood

    My Blighted Ovum Miscarriage Part 1.

    I wasn’t sure I really wanted to write this one, so bear with me guys. But then I realized, it’s really the event that pushed me to actually start the blog in the first place. Scouring the internet for peoples experiences consumed me for nights on end. If I can be someone elses solace, then I should share. This will be the first that most people hear of our miscarriage. We kept it fairly quiet, only telling close friends and family. Not because we were ashamed or even because we were devastated, which we were. But just because it never feels like the right time… and because the second half of our story gets a…