Scattering Amos’ ashes and the healing it brought me, and the reality of grief 9 months after his death.
Missed the session on Braving Infertility & Loss Together at MommyCon Chicago 2018 this year? Here’s my portion of the session with a link to the other two parts. ❤
The prayers of a mother to be.
“…it took getting to my highest ever weight during my first pregnancy to find self-love for my body. Finally, my body was allowed to be fat. And I enjoyed it without guilt.”
When I got pregnant with my son less than four years ago, I had no idea the changes I was about to face. My body, my mind, my heart, my emotions, my sanity, my personality, my happiness, my stability: it all shifted, some for better and some for worse. The fast pace of the past… Continue reading Where’d Mommy Go?
It’s been a while since I’ve mentioned this, mainly because it’s too hard to write about. It hurts. And it sucks. Infertility SUCKS. It sucks the life out of you, depletes you of your energy, your time, your joy, your femininity or masculinity, your confidence, your self-love, and most of all your hope. It drains… Continue reading Negative
To my fellow Type A comrades, I am a planner. I always wanted to be a teacher. I wanted to finish college in four years and be part of the honors college. So, I made lists, wrote bullet pointed to-dos on multiple whiteboards in my room so that I wouldn’t forget to do anything. Post… Continue reading When Plans Break