I felt a need to follow up my previous post. I worried that folks would think that hope is all you need. That it's enough. I wanted to be clear that I will carry hope in my heart. No matter what. To sustain my spirit and my heart so that I am able to press …
Life Goes On
Life Goes On (My Version)By now I'm pretty sure you know who I want living at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue when all this shakes out. What I want to also be clear about, is that if the outcome that I need- we need- does not happen, I am going to carry HOPE in my heart. I …
Happy 4.
Happy 4th birthday Fiona Retz. You have my whole heart. This birthday feels extra sweet after the year we've had. Eat as many cupcakes as you'd like today. You've earned it. 💜
“Mr and Mrs Andrews, Your Daughter Needs Surgery.”
I'm going to assume most parents don't want to hear these words spoken to them. We sure didn't when they were uttered to us in a surgeon's office the week before Christmas 2017. We were gutted! I swear my heart skipped a beat (or three.) That day we walked back to the car with our …
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She is 6!
Six years ago today I was eating a Popsicle waiting for my doctor to arrive to catch you when I pushed you into this world. I assumed from that day on that I'd be the one pushing you. Pushing you to be your best. Pushing you forward- closer to who you're meant to be. What …
My Baby is 3!! (but also, always, my baby)
Oh my sweetest Fiona. Today you are 3 and my heart feels so full. There's a bitter-sweetness to watching your baby grow up. As your baby grows, a parent tries to savor all of the firsts and the lasts...the last first steps, the last bottle, the last time you bend over to place your baby …
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Today, You’re 5
Dear Esther, Today you are 5 and I cannot believe it. We have known each other for 5 years (well, and before that really.) I often just stare at you when you're playing with your sister, watching TV or just sitting peacefully with your thoughts. I study your face, your curls- the way your hands …
Dear Esther. Happy 04!
On days when I wanted to pull the covers over my head and ignore the day, the knowledge that you needed me got me outta my head and off my ass to get up and participate in life. You help me realize that my actions, matter. Not only that, you motivate and encourage me to continuously learn and grow because if I am to teach you “all of the things” then I better learn “all of the things.”
Dear Fiona. Happy 1 year Bugga.
Oh my sweet Fiona. Here I am posting your Happy Birthday post almost 2 weeks later. Yes, I do have second child syndrome, but I don't love you any less. I actually think you're getting a better deal. You're getting the lax mom. I don't freak out (too much) when you spike a temp. When …
Dear Esther. Happy Birthday.
Esther, I am sitting here on the eve of your 3rd birthday and I am overwhelmed in the best way. This time 3 years ago I was on bed rest anxiously awaiting your arrival. After months of barely breathing, or sneezing or lifting anything heavier than a toothbrush….afraid that trying too hard at anything …
