This post is part of the #onComingAlive project at Scribbles and Crumbs. To read the full post, head here. Once upon a time, I had a little girl. Her smile and curls and doe-brown eyes
This post is part of the #onComingAlive project at Scribbles and Crumbs. To read the full post, head here. Once upon a time, I had a little girl. Her smile and curls and doe-brown eyes
Grief comes in many shapes and sizes. One of the questions I
One of the most frequent questions I get asked is: what do
Over the holiday season my heart is more tender and bruised as
The doctor hands you a stack of papers. She’s circled and highlighted the
This post has been inspired by the countless people who brought us
A short while ago, I took my two younger daughters to a
For as long as I can remember, I’ve always had a heart
I’m a mother but have no child to care for. After a
“Mom, is there a nurse here today?” my five year old son
This story comes from my midwife, Dawn Henderson. She was present at
It has been a long time since I’ve let myself be scraped