This past weekend was Father's Day. Celebration, reflection, and sometimes hard. I cannot make it through Mother's Day without thinking about the two babies that we lost. How can I not, when their birthdays are tattooed on my back, an ever-present reminder that I have five children?
They Were Included
Last April, my sister got married. I was the maid of honor, pregnant, constantly worried that I would lose the baby, as I lost Nelle and Iris in the two pregnancies before. I did the absolute best I could to be present, participate, while carrying fears that something would happen and ruin her special day.... Continue Reading →
My Grandmother’s Birthday
Today is my grandmother's birthday. She is 98 years old. I realized last night that her birthday is 04/04 and Autumn's birthday is 08/08. I love little connections like that. I wanted so much for my grandmother to meet her first great-granddaughter. I thought of her when Nelle died, and again when Iris died. Her... Continue Reading →
Familial Laughter
This past weekend, I went to Wisconsin for a wedding shower, staying with my aunt and uncle. Meeting Autumn for the first time was a flurry as I dropped the carseat into their entryway and headed back to my vehicle to retrieve all of the stuff. My aunt peered into the face of her "griece,"... Continue Reading →
A Different Photo
I have been sending out Christmas cards since the first year Ger and I were married (so that was 11 Christmases ago...) I have a large, black wire card tree that lovingly holds all of the cards we receive in return. By the end of the season, my tree is full and I feel that... Continue Reading →
Musings Out Loud 