Medical termination due to poor prenatal diagnosis support. Open enough to feel . Always the skeptic, I asked my therapist if I was a hopeless case. He surprised me by saying that I was making excellent progress. He said that I was not the same person I was a month ago. Am I still alive? Man, oh man. I survived the biggest bout of depression since the first few months after I lost Riley.

So, my menstrual cup arrived on day two of my period. I heard it the first time. I opted for the two large ones.

Official blog of Miss Famous. Coming out of the narrow place. Not exactly excited about going back to work tomorrow, but not dreading it either. Which is what two weeks doing cross-stitch. That we endured in 2011.

July 29, 2016 by janistan. The girls want to arrange all the cranes into some form or shape. So I may take another photo later today, after we are done folding for the last time. Nine things I learned since July 29, 2007. Some days feel so light, as if a storm never ever descended. And then the heavy hands of grief come and grab you, from behind, right on the thro.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010. Wednesday, October 20, 2010. I guess this is what normal looks like.

Searching for solace in a cold old house. Monday, August 9, 2010. Growing Some Fruit, and a Big Fat Baby. Our niece, Jamie, painted this beautiful sign for our blueberry patch. Friday, April 2, 2010.

We love you and miss you! Monday, February 8, 2010. That is where I am. Tomorrow will be one year and one month since we held our little angel. It is hard to believe that is has been that long. It seems like only yesterday. So much has been going on, but yet nothing has changed. Life obviously has gone on, and let me tell ya, I did not think that my life would go on a year ago.

Sunday, June 27, 2010. So it has been a while . I sit here on a Sunday morning with a contented baby playing at my feet.

Ever changing, Error-Prone, Exquisite. Friday, May 14, 2010. One of the side benefits of the adults not doing much paid work around Casa Wabi is that we have all sorts of time to volunteer in the neighborhood. Free, unskilled labor available! We came home that first day sunburned and smeared in thin set.