I hear the pitter patter of your feet running from room to room, hiding your favorite toys in closets. You love small spaces. You wrap your arms around me. Your little hands smell like peanut butter, one of the few foods you eat without struggle. You squeeze my elbow - your new stim. “I love... Continue Reading →
I really should know better by now. But no matter how many times I do this, I see a second pink line and hope takes hold for a moment. All I can do is beg God. Please please please make this baby live. I rehearse Daniel 3:18. “The God I serve is able… and He... Continue Reading →
Sometimes it just hurts. I miss you. I wonder what life would be like if you had gotten to stay. Who would you be? Who would I be? I wish I knew. I will. Someday. On days like today I wonder if it was even worth it. Loving I mean. Is the love worth the... Continue Reading →
Hi guys! Sorry this blog is a long time in coming. We went up north on a small vacation and I’ve been having some issues with my internet. But, I’m back and ready to start blogging again. 🙂 If there was only one piece of advice I could offer those struggling with OCD, it would... Continue Reading →
The Misplaced Mom 