Time for the honest and brutal truth. I am pregnant. I am seven weeks along today, and tomorrow we go in for an ultrasound to see if it appears to be a viable pregnancy. Thomn and I found out almost three weeks ago, and have lived in a small bubble with only the two of us knowing. In the past,...
Dreaming. Wishing. Praying. Hoping. No matter your belief, each of these acts come from the same place…the very center of our heart and soul. I will never forget the day that the milkweed came to our yard, but really my dreams started way before this. Over the years there have been many random things that I have wished for: green...
What an incredible power that two little lines can have over your life…or sometimes just one line. There were many times in college that I would hope upon hope to only have one line show up. It was always a gut wrenching 5 minutes waiting for the test to be done deciding my fate. Later, after we had been married...
It is a rare night that Thomn and I decide it is a good idea to take our little one out for dinner. Generally, she does better at lunch and overall it is a more enjoyable experience for everyone. However, our favorite restaurant has an outdoor patio during the summer and has a special menu during the evening hours, so...
It was during this week 4 years ago that Thomn and I completed the Camino de Santiago. Four years ago we were struggling to have a baby and when I had become pregnant at the end of the previous year it had ended in a devastating miscarriage. We had heard of the Camino and how thousands of people take on...
For years I have wanted to do this. To start a blog, write a book, find an outlet for the feelings that have built up and receded and have come crashing back in time and time again. In between these moments I have been busy living and enjoying a full life, one that I hope finds its way into this...
