I’ll Feel My Way Through Life Like Braille.
I feel like the more I know about what can happen, the more I fear and try to orient my life around making sure those things don’t happen.
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baby
My Last Five Years Spent Living in the Shadow of the Palace of Futility. {poetry}
25 years later and all of the ashes have been consumed, we have stayed hungry, we have grown old, have wasted our lives speaking of hope
Torture: When Will They Sleep More Hours in a Row?
Sometimes, even as tired as she is, she cannot sleep because of the anxiety of not knowing when the next round of commands will begin.
I Am Not the Mother.
Earlier this year, I was pregnant too. And once again, instead of another, I chose not to become a mother, but to become me.
Brown Diaries: Stop Baby-Bugging Me!
I have been following 'Trying to conceive' blogs, and the social expectations on women to have a baby are humongous. It’s very sad.
How Much Pain Can We Hold? {poetry}
Equinox is coming, a time of equal light and dark. This season, we hold the opposites. Those who did not show up and love me, and those who did.
10 Reasons Why This List Is Not About You: Break Free from the Box.
You are not a number on any list or a box to be checked. The best parts of you are always the hardest to describe and impossible to typify.
16 Ways You Can Create Your Rainbow After the Storm.
What happens when life doesn’t turn out how you planned, hoped for, dreamed of, and maybe, even paid for? What happens when you don’t get the rainbow baby? This is my story. And it is all of our stories, because we will all have storms we must survive. Life is beautiful yet hard; we will all ...
I’m Tired Of Trying To Make You Happy.
I had friends and coworkers calling constantly, wanting to come over and see me and meet the baby, and I would complain to my husband, Why on earth do they insist on coming over here? It's so rude! But I wouldn't dream of hurting their feelings with my honesty about how exhausted and ...
Here’s To The Flawed And Imperfect Mothers.
Here’s to the incredibly humbling, poignant and wild ride that is motherhood.