After having my first tattoo done, I almost immediately began to plan the next alteration of my skin. There was something remarkably satisfying about the process: first the pain, then the memory – burned into flesh as a permanent tribute to my children. The dates on my back were for them. The next one would be for me. Continue reading
Theo was Star of the Week in his second grade class. Last Friday he brought home a “questionnaire” including describing favorite foods and family traditions. He also needed to bring in five photos. Continue reading
After taking a few months off, I went to SHARE last night. I found that while Autumn was still a very young baby, it was too difficult to support other loss parents while simultaneously struggling with having a rainbow baby at home and the emotions that followed the daily ins and outs. Now that Autumn has reached eight months, I felt that I was in a place where I could go to a meeting and not feel drained for days following. Continue reading
Dear Theodosia, what to say to you?
You have my eyes
You have your mother’s name
When you came into the world, you cried and it broke my heart
I’m dedicating every day to you….
When you smile, you knock me out, I fall apart
Autumn is eight months old today. Born on the 8th day of the 8th month and now 8 months old. She is sturdy and growing and I no longer fear that something will happen to a fragile infant. We thought that our two big kids were happy as babies, but she knocks them out of the park in terms of always smiling and laughing. As Theo likes to say, “I think Autumn loves her little life.” Continue reading
Today is my grandmother’s birthday. She is 98 years old. I realized last night that her birthday is 04/04 and Autumn’s birthday is 08/08. I love little connections like that. Continue reading