A few weeks ago I had yet another breakthrough in my grieving process … my losses previously left me feeling as though all my pregnancy experiences had been robbed of … Continue reading Happy, Hot! and Lovely June
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking this past week – about all of “it” – the pregnancies – whether or not to try again – the meaning of our … Continue reading April Showers Bring May Flowers
It’s been about 15 weeks since I lost Aoife. Friends and family ask me how I’m doing, and honestly I can say I am doing really well on the whole.
The hospital called me – one of the nurses – to chat about how I’m feeling. I was invited to a Pregnancy and Infant Loss Memorial event on October 15th this year – I think I should go to that. It will be hard, but I know I will feel better after.
I feel like the progress with my arm is a physical representation of my emotional healing. The physical pain always reminds me of the pregnancy – it is so much less than what I experienced during the pregnancy, but on days that I work it with stretching and strengthening, the pain resumes a little. The restriction in movement reminds me of the helplessness I felt during those last few weeks. And the gains I make in pain relief and movement through exercise and therapy remind me of the healing I’ve done and that I still have some ways to go.
Keep on keeping on.
It’s almost the end of February – one more day and it will be March! How about a quick check-in on my F*ck It List progress? Feel better: Body, Heart and … Continue reading February F*ck It List Update
It’s an odd feeling … being so happy lately. When the majority of the past year has been filled with more than a person’s fair share of fear, anxiety, worry … Continue reading Happiness, Love and Peace
It’s been almost one month since I finalized my F*ck It List. I thought it would be a good time to check in with everyone to review what I’ve accomplished … Continue reading Dad-isms
About a week ago Ed posted a picture of us from 2 years ago, Thanksgiving. When I saw the picture, my first thought was, “I used to be pretty.” How … Continue reading I’m still that same girl.