My postpartum room was eerily quiet as I held up one of the tiny preemie onesies and name placard up against the streaming sunlight of my window, snapping a photo. A photo without my baby. My body had labored through the night and desperately craved sleep. But all I could think about was that my... Continue Reading →
Sloane’s Birth Story | {part I}
I can’t write about your birth earthside without first writing about when I first recognized your sweet presence. There I sat in the balmy dark front yard under the light of a full moon mere days away from your “embaby” transfer date, and I prayed. In the welcoming quiet of the night sky, I closed... Continue Reading →
Our Birth Story {And My One-Week Letter to My Daughter}
*Disclaimer: This may not be the blog post for everyone's taste. Some of the details that I want to record and remember are beautiful to those involved, but may not be deemed "appropriate" by all readers. Feel free to skip this post :)* Dearest Abigail, You have arrived. For nine beautiful, terrifying, incredible days, you... Continue Reading →