I attended a wonderful wedding this summer. It was spontaneous, informal, beautifully simple and short. The bride had been married once before but still wore white and looked as lovely …
An Unexpected Path: Two
Two years ago a little girl was born. Not breathing on her own, she was quickly rushed to the neonatal intensive care unit. I didn’t know if she was alive …
An Unexpected Path: Walk the line
There are times I’ve felt that Gia doesn’t fit in anywhere. It would seem that she is straddling a line with her feet in two separate worlds. The world full …
An unexpected path: The mother I have become
When I started out on my motherhood journey, life was quite normal. Aside from one illness, my first-born and I only saw the pediatrician at wellness checks. I read the …
An Unexpected Path: Perspective
I was going to write about how this process has been exhausting, frustrating, and disappointing. How hard it is to be away from my firstborn when she calls crying everyday …
Letter to the Mom in the Hospital
Dear mom sitting across from me, I will add you in my prayer, if you will add me in yours. Together we will sit here in silence and pray our children healthy.
Life On The Spectrum
Change takes time to feel like a new normal. I always feel like I just got here though. No matter what “here” I'm talking about.
The Organ That Matters Most
While I might secretly wish that Isabella understood how different her life would be without T1D, it’s days like this that I’m reminded that she is not defined by this disease.
This Day DID Come…
I wish you understanding, true love, happiness and most of all the gift of knowing and loving an angel here on earth with Down Syndrome.
He Doesn’t Have A Choice
You see, a 4 year old doesn’t understand that without insulin, you die. A 4 year old doesn’t understand words like “incurable” or “chronic”—but they do understand that needles hurt and finger pokes sting.