June 2012
3 posts
Inconclusive.
Tough news today. The results of the DNA testing for the baby were inconclusive. So this leaves me with no answers. Was it a fluke? A “bad egg” as one doctor phrased it?
There is good news here. Each day I wake up a little…lighter, I guess. I’m smiling again. Jeff and I makes jokes. I’m hug Vivienne too hard and drink her in as much as I can.
The worst part of it...
Daddy Day
Dad,
You often tell the story, and I never tire of listening to it. I was a c-section baby, so you were the first one to ever look into my eyes—the first to greet me into this world. Now, as a mother, I understand the power of that memory. I recall the indescribable feeling of joy, fascination and wonder when I first looked into Vivienne’s eyes.
I think I was eight years old in...
Loss.
Miscarriage is the Voldemort of the fertility world. Most of us are even terrified to utter the word for fear of it coming to find us. During this horrific time, only a few things give me solace.
Crying. It feels terrible while I’m engaged in the act, but after, I feel somewhat cleansed and better able to face things.
Vivienne. Her expressions. Her Vivi-isms. Her happy, goofy...
