5 years. 1,825 days. I still have not gotten used to the idea that you are not here with us. So much about our family has changed – you have two younger brothers, one extremely spoiled dog. The most amazing…
Bereaved Mother’s Day
Trigger warning – this post discusses stillbirth, miscarriage and the surrounding experience and emotions. Please consider your current emotional needs when deciding whether to read. Bereaved Mother’s Day is observed the first Sunday each May and is a day to…
Dear Mrs. I
Y’all, it’s been a while. And I’ve missed you. The truth is life is busy and writing is just hard sometimes. I am learning as I continue to journey through the seasons of motherhood that the space just isn’t always…
He is a Grieving Father
He is a grieving father. He wakes each day with the same emptiness in his heart that I feel, but you might not see it.As he dresses to tackle another day of work or chores or life, his face is…
Being Simply Abundant
I have been reading this amazing book called Simple Abundance every morning. It has these really digestable pages or two daily essays, that are focused around women and self care and gratitude. Some mornings it is just exactly what I…
Pictures of You
Last weekend, we had family pictures taken, and a bunch of what will likely be really adorable photos of your brother Barrett. It was the first time we have had family pictures taken since saying goodbye to you. I knew in…
I Am Not Ashamed
{originally posted 6/21/2016} 6 1/2 weeks ago on a Friday, I finally mustered up the courage to admit to my husband how bad it had gotten on the inside. How hard it had become to leave my house, how anxious…
What I Used To Believe About Stillbirth
Stillbirth. The word is a part of my story now, but there was a time when it wasn’t. It felt clinical. It felt “old”. It sounded like something that happened in days gone by before there was good prenatal care. When…
Dress For The Job You Want
When I started my career way back in the late 90s, I had a well meaning boss tell me I needed to dress for the job I wanted. My 22 year old self thought he was living in the stone…
He Will Always Be My Rainbow
The first time I heard a child born after a loss referred to as a “rainbow baby,” I completely rejected the whole idea of it. I had never heard the term before Madison, but I frankly hated it. Maybe it…
Madison’s Closet Is Already Turning One Year Old!
Somewhere in the world, a woman is taking a pregnancy test and finding out that a baby is on the way. Her heart is full of hope and love. The plans for her whole life changing to include this new…
I Will Not Say I’m Sorry, I Will Say Thank You Instead
My name is Henderson, and I am a chronic apologizer. I really mean it. I say sorry for everything. If the baby starts crying, I apologize to my husband if it has disturbed what he is doing. If Reeves is…
