Guilt, Questions, Uncategorized

Confessions of a crazed mother: Where is my happy place?

There's crayon murals on my walls, floors and computer. The laundry has piled up like Mt. Everest and I can't find my keys. The bills are stacked neatly on my computer desk, but lets be honest the nightmare has just begun. I hear the cries of Elleanna that escaped her crib again and found her way to… Continue reading Confessions of a crazed mother: Where is my happy place?

FAMILY TIME, griefe, Guilt, loss, miscarriage, Uncategorized

As the time passes…

The pain became so uncontrollable as tears, screaming and heartache devoured my daily existence. I held your older sister a little tighter, kissing her forhead... For months she had been lifting my shirt kissing my stomach saying, "baby" and all the innocence that was in her was unaware of the struggles daddy and I faced.… Continue reading As the time passes…