That time it was about the numbers…
They would tell me I was brave and how proud they were when I didn’t squirm or cry. Little did they know, that they were the ones keeping me brave. Continue reading That time it was about the numbers…
They would tell me I was brave and how proud they were when I didn’t squirm or cry. Little did they know, that they were the ones keeping me brave. Continue reading That time it was about the numbers…
I would have been 22 weeks pregnant right now. I would be feeling the swishes and sway of our daughter. Her siblings could have laid their hands on my stomach while their eyes grew wide feeling the taps from within. But I’m not. Our baby’s heart was just not strong enough for this side. Before … Continue reading That time I was speechless…