Adoption · Faith · Grief · Parenting

In a perfect world.

In a perfect world, I would not have overslept this morning, rolling out of bed in a panicked frenzy to get dressed as my concerned mom (my son's caretaker for the day) came inside through the garage door, calling helllloooo y'all, realizing from the dark rooms that we must still be in bed. In a… Continue reading In a perfect world.

Adoption · Grief · Parenting

And then there were 4. Or 5. Or 9. Whatever the number, we just added one more…

Back in mid-June, Jake and I took an anniversary trip up to the mountains and spent the week kayaking and paddleboarding on the lake, just the two of us. Makinzy was busy with the first of three weeks of volleyball camps this summer, and he and I stole away to just relax. I gave blogging… Continue reading And then there were 4. Or 5. Or 9. Whatever the number, we just added one more…

Adoption · Grief · Parenting

The ache of loss: when their arms are full and yours are not.

    I have not done baby showers for at least ten years. I haven’t been to a baby shower, other than my own days before Mira was born, with very few exceptions, at all. In the last 7 or 8 years, I think I might have been to two. I remember a cousin’s years ago,… Continue reading The ache of loss: when their arms are full and yours are not.

Adoption · Grief · Parenting

The post you never want to write.

Through October, Mira developed a persistent cough that neither her pediatrician or cardiologist worried about at first. We thought it might be a virus, so we tried antibiotics, then we tried an allergy-antihistamine, but neither helped.  They thought it must be the remnants of a cold that would work itself out as she grew. On … Continue reading The post you never want to write.