Baby Mine

Baby Mine

I had a major breakthrough last week. I held a baby and actually enjoyed it. I enjoyed cuddling and smelling and kissing and coddling. In a way that no longer felt like my heart was ripping out and my soul was being crushed, but in an “oh you are so sweet and I...
Don’t Apologize for your grief

Don’t Apologize for your grief

I will be the first to admit that in the months and even probably over a year following my infant daughter’s death, I had so little compassion for people grieving the death of an old person. I just could not understand when someone went on and on about the death...