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Weight In the Memory

Weight In the Memory

Sometimes, not very often, but on nights like tonight, after we took a bedtime selfie – with two stinky boy-children draped across my legs and the pungent odor of J Girl’s feet wafting past my nose – I think about my first baby. My sweet first child whose...

A Love Letter to my Fifth Child

You – my growing collection of cells and soul – are active now. My skin hiccuping with the force of your tiny feet, surprised and stretched by your restless strokes. Another son. A loosely formed collection of messes-in-waiting. A sweaty, squeezable...

Christmas Joy

I’m reposting something I wrote last Christmas {still raw from the loss of Bug} … something that still is so very precious to me. For at least half of the Christmas seasons I have spent as married woman, I’ve been newly pregnant or fresh-grieving the...

I Will Carry You

I’m a wreck today. For a lot of reasons, but suffice to say I am a wreck. I spent an hour scouring the interweb looking for the name of a song I used to listen all the time in the days after Original J died. During that, I found this song. HOW DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT...

Walking on Water

J Girl asked me on Monday morning …. “Mommy, are you going to have another baby?”Ouch. My breath caught, there was a little hitch in my voice ….  …. Do you have a particular sin or emotion or issue that you feel like you have surrendered …. but...

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