My son’s second birthday came and went with very little fanfare. In fact, if it weren’t for his big sister reminding us of it every ten seconds, there’s a good chance it would have passed by without much thought at all. We were caught…
Sometimes I still can’t believe that I get to parent my rainbow baby. Two years ago today, at just under 39 weeks pregnant, I checked into the hospital for a scheduled induction of labor. My midwife had offered me this option a week or two early as she…
I picked up my 3 year old daughter from preschool and listened as she told me about her new best friend; the one who had the “cutest” little sister. “Mommy, when will I have a sister?” she asked. As my eyes welled up with tears, I said, “I don’…
After a violent storm, a rainbow is a sign of hope, peace even. The storm is over and normal life can resume. But, it may not be like it was before. The storm may have caused damage that cannot be restored to its original state. It may have changed the…
Stroking the soft red curls that grace the head of my son. And braiding the straight brown locks that graze the shoulders of my daughter. Listening to my bookworm of a daughter read aloud, her voice filled with glee. And hearing my son gripe in his garbled chatter while I…