Read from the beginning. I went into a dark place. Ronan was in preschool and had therapy in Mooresville, and we lived in North Charlotte. With good traffic, it was a 20 minute drive. With typical traffic it could be as much as 45 minutes… and Ryder was a car-seat screamer. From buckle-in to buckle-out, he screamed. NOTHING made… Read More
The Last Published Post
Hey friends. Many of you have subscribed to my blog, which means you get blog updates automatically sent to your email inbox. I recently wrote out the entirety of the day that Rory died, and published it privately. I needed to have it written and outside of my body, and I needed to have it available if I wanted it…. Read More
History of Me: Part Twenty-Three
(Go back to the first one.) We had a baby girl. She was so sweet and delightful and tiny. She blinked sweetly and yawned sweetly and made sweet little squeaky noises. From the instant we knew her, she was little and delicate and feminine. I knew I wanted to call her Ruby. She was a Ruby! Brock wasn’t so sure,… Read More
History of Me: Part Twenty-One
Begin with the first. I was at the top of the stairs with Ronan. I said something like, “Come on, buddy, let’s go down…” I felt my foot slip. My heel, too close to the edge of the step, didn’t grip. The world fell out from under me, and I was falling, arms thrown akimbo trying to grasp something, anything…. Read More
History of Me: Part Twenty
The first one. There were lots more “firsts” with Ronan while I was pregnant with Ruby. His first cold, and our first week without Brock home. First boo-boos, first time peeing outside, first major temper tantrum. We started getting concerned about Ronan’s language development around 18 months old, when we recognized (after a visit from my mom and dad) that… Read More
History of Me: Part Fourteen
Part One. I worked the rest of the week, feeling tender and uncomfortable. I couldn’t breathe in deeply, and I had no appetite, but nothing seemed to be physically amiss; baby boy was doing well, my cervix wasn’t changing, and I could find no reason for my pain. It would come and go in waves, unrelated to when I… Read More