Drinking all the cups of coffee. Sharing all the drops of bliss. Creator of a cozy home & mama village.
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 →
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 →
Mother's Day. How I dreaded this day during many of the years past when I would sit in church while other mamas stood and were applauded for their sacrifice and love. It's not that I desired to steal their glory, but rather that I ached for a child of my own. I grieved the babies... Continue Reading →
My Dearest Abigail Nichelle, Today, you turned one year old. Today, you are undeniably a toddler. Today, you woke up smiling and went to bed having just eaten cake – with a fork – because you wouldn’t taste it with your fingers. You are my precious, particular, exuberant girl. You are Abby. Beautiful. Bold. Fearless.... Continue Reading →
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