My Struggle is My Child’s Salvation

The way he says “mammm-ma” when he’s sleepy with his little feet pitter-pattering behind me. The way he energetically yells “DAH-DA” in his most roaring voice as he jumps into Chris’ arms. He’s quick to share, surprises me by putting my shoes away for me after I take them off, or puts his dirty PJsContinue reading “My Struggle is My Child’s Salvation”

Why?

I’ve discovered the humor in hearing “that happened to YOU?” or “YOU did that?” The shock on a teenager’s face when I shared a bit of my testimony and she responded with: “So I still have a chance then? I can still end up like you?” For a long time, I didn’t know why anyoneContinue reading “Why?”

Lewis’ Birth Story: Part II

It was 6am after I participated and successfully finished my first marathon: 27-hour natural labor and delivery. I didn’t expect to be finishing it on my own, without Chris and Lewis, but here I was – relying on my midwife, Kim, more than ever. I delivered my placenta and nearly shot out of the bedContinue reading “Lewis’ Birth Story: Part II”