Sometimes I struggle with what number pregnancy I should call this. At every doctor’s appointment and ultrasound I’m asked “And what number pregnancy is this?” There, I know I am to include all my pregnancies. Even those I never got to bring home. “Six.” I say, it still stings every time the words fall from my lips. “And how many live births have you had?” Sometimes they say this with a smile, but most of the time when a person as young as me has had so many pregnancies they know the numbers won’t match. “Two.” why can’t I look them in the eye when I say this? I still carry some shame, still blame myself. I know it’s ridiculous, I know it makes no sense but grief- even when healed- doesn’t make sense. Continue reading
Recently, there was a “possible act of terrorism” in my home state. Cross Roads Mall in St. Cloud Minnesota saw a violent man tear through, leaving 10 people injured by stab wounds until he was shot by an off duty police officer.
St. Cloud is my husband’s home town, it is where we met at St. Cloud State University…I even worked in the Cross Roads Mall while going to college. This hit very close to home, very close to our heart. Continue reading
Today, Marshall started his third year of school, which was his first day of pre-kindergarten! Continue reading
Seriously, where did summer go? I feel like we were just planning out how to spend summer break and now here we are in September!
Marshall starts school next Monday and so we had to throw a little back to school party to kick the school year off right.
Yesterday, September 3, the long missing Jacob Wetterling’s body was brought home. And Minnesota wept. It was the single most talked about topic, weighing heavily on everyone. Continue reading