“What do you want us to say? I’m not okay and I’ll never be okay again?” This is a direct quote from a video I made about a year ago. I...

When we got to the front desk, I told them I was the one who had called previously. Instead of showing concern and urgency I was met...

We remember all the sweet babies who are not in our arms but carried in our hearts. Andrew Hudson Conley, Baby Conway, Mila, Cora, Cadon...

I can feel the weather changing. I broke my jeans out last week. The calendar says it’s Fall. Normally, I would be excited to dig out the...

Sharing an entry I almost didn’t post. I wrote it prior to Jamie’s audition so it’s aged a bit. Spoiler- She got the role of Dorothy....

Death is complicated. It changes us in ways that we never expected. We learn new things about ourselves and many times become entirely...

It's been a hot minute since I've posted on the blog. Yesterday was National Grief Awareness Day. I wanted to do some grand thing, then...

*To my fellow loss mamas, please know I believe all opinions and emotions are valid. They reflect our individual experiences and where we...

Nine months. That is how long it’s been since I held my dead baby in my arms. That is how long it’s been since I had to say goodbye. I...

I talk a lot about showing up for grievers. It’s something I’ve been hammering home for months. How good of a job am I doing? Not as well...

Until June of 2020, I would have never considered myself someone who struggled with mental health. Other than having a bit of an...

There are good and bad days in parenting. Today started off rough. My two-year-old had a fever. This had to come on a day that Jamie had...

I’ve been part of the grief community on social media for a few months now. I’ve learned to be sensitive to all types of things I had...

Before I opened my eyes this morning, I said a prayer. I asked God to give me the words I needed. I knew that I was broken. I knew I...

You’re walking down the sidewalk on what should be a busy street. It’s autumn and the leaves are starting to fall. Instead of noise,...

Once upon a time, when I was a child, my dear mother bought my grandma an exceptionally large decorative rooster. This wasn’t because my...

The day Drew died I was in shock. I cried a couple of times but kept myself mostly composed. Like every other night I closed my bedroom...

Today we went through my grandmother’s belongings. This was the first time I had been in her house since she died. There were barking...

As we entered the second trimester the doctor had placed me on a normal appointment schedule and seemed confident that everything would...

I love parenting children under five. They’re overly demanding, throw fits hourly, and eat their boogers. That’s not all I love about...