LBWC Parents

We celebrated Sonny's birthday this past Wednesday.  My rainbow boy is a year old. Psalm feels so far away sometimes, and this is o...

Today, this passage speaks to me: This is what the L ORD  says: “You will be in Babylon for seventy years. But then I will come and do...

The truism that grief pops up out of nowhere every so often is, well, true. Two days ago, I was sitting outside, knitting, and one of the ...

I never meant to not blog for a year. I went and had a baby.  I didn't post about him here because (and I know how this sounds) I fear...

I had an incredibly vivid dream last night. I was sitting in the kitchen with this fat, bald, round-headed baby on my lap, wiggling her an...

It was a year ago I managed to write about Psalm's birth and death, so I suppose it's fitting that, a week after her first birthday,...

My senior year of high school,  a friend of mine was killed in a car wreck, along with his girlfriend Melissa, and his best friend's gir...

This gets me. Not this room in particular; it's just a photo I found using GIS.  It's birthing rooms that get me.  Pictures of ...

I've kind of gone back and forth with myself whether to talk about this publicly or not, but since I've bared my soul the rest of th...

Man, it's been a long time since I posted here. I've been having a hard time with this grief thing, again. Being me, I felt guil...

Christmas Eve was three months since Psalm was born and died.  I hadn't reckoned to mark it, but I did.  I shared a couple of pictures...

You do whatever you can to get through the holidays. For whatever reason, not being able to buy Psalm gifts was bothering me.  It occur...

Advent is a season of hope, of anticipation.  The new Church year has begun and we await the birth of our Savior. This is a shitty season ...

A while back, one of my Facebook friends said, on a status about having to call the insurance company to tell them Psalm had died, that it&#...

It occurs to me that I haven't posted very many photos of Psalm here, so I am to rectify that today... I would take your pain away ...

What we have done is not because of being strong. It is not because of pro-life beliefs. It is not because of faith. All of those t...

I was listening to Pandora last night.  Otis Redding radio.  Motown, in other words. A song came on.  "Little Bitty Pretty One."...

I'm always about a week behind in updating things, and this is no different. Woke up early last Wednesday.  We'd made the decision...

These are my tickers: These are just guesses, really.  I probably don't have thirty-five days left.  But I'm already past ...

Lately this has all seemed incredibly unreal. Today I have made it to thirty-four weeks.  I've had a few Braxton-Hicks contractions, b...

Really, 12 more hours.  And then I will be out of August.  Baby girl is doing good at the moment, I've had two periods of easy-to-feel m...

Thirty-two weeks and some change today.  I made a ticker, just so I can check it here: Baby girl is wiggling more than I thought possi...

…is not the knowing what , but the not knowing when . We know what's going to happen, and we get ever so closer to it with every tick...

Somehow, knowing that Psalm-Angel is a girl has me feeling more connected to her.  It wasn't a piece of information that meant a hug...

I am jealous. Jealous of ultrasound pictures of babies with smooth, perfect bellies. Jealous of newborn photos with smiling parents and ...

Yesterday morning, we had our 3D ultrasound at BabyVision Ultrasound . Right ear.  Baby looks so much like Doug here.  I hadn'...

I said in an earlier post I thought there was only one other woman in the support group I belong to who was also pregnant.  I was wrong.  Th...