I will NOT scribble on the children. Out, out brief candle. Posted by bon under coping stuff. That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,. And then is heard no more. Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,. Act 5, Scene 5. It is only a website and if i am not here it is not the end of the world. I look around and wonder if i am my own set of ants.

A week ago they took a septum out. Apparently it was pretty ginormous - this thing that, at the previous hospital, I had scanned five million times with no clear diagnosis. Apparently while I was under the nurses literally gasped at the size of it and at how much space appeared in my uterus once it was out.

Doing Good In Her Name in The News. How to Donate to Our Current Initiative. Read Our Latest News and Donation Updates Here. Follow Us On Facebook! Doing Good In Her Name. Friday, September 6, 2013. The hospital only uses plain, brown Band-Aids, and the ones with fun pictures, cartoon characters, footballs etc.

Saturday, March 02, 2013. These days, 6 years later. I am trying really hard to give ALL people the benefit of the doubt about most things. But, I find myself stuck so much, analyzing the un-kind behaivior of people. The way we treat each other with impatient attitudes, the sinking feeling that comes over me when I see how mothers are treated in this society. Why are people so fucking cruel? There is not enough time or space for this, and WE.

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.

Sunday, January 3, 2010. I really started to wonder if I would hear the trumpets in heaven going off. things were going to pieces EVERYWHERE. I mean- surely I had suffered enough for everyone? Two beautiful baby girls went.

A blog about our life, our adventures in pregnancy, and the aftermath of a baby lost. Wednesday, June 1, 2011. Many thanks to the beautiful Angie. For dragging my lazy blogging bum back to the blogworld through this incredible project. Thursday, February 11, 2010. My silence here is the result of several factors, the most obvious bein.

The best of all possible worlds. Whenever I read or hear or watch a story I am always wondering, How will this end? Life is not so easily contained. But, nothing ever ends. And I love my new, messy cloak. It is speckled and peppered with love and laughter as well as t.