The Birth of a Dream

Ok,  a lot of you probably noticed that I didn’t share Wilder’s birth story on my blog yet, like I had planned. It’s mostly ready to go, it’s my heart that isn’t. I thought that I too was ready, but when I sat down to publish it here I heard my grandmother yell, “STOP!” And…

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It Was Positive!

It was positive. I knew it would be, but it was REALLY positive and it hit me just how far along I was. Eight weeks to be exact, which I found out the next week at my first OB apt. When I walked out of the bathroom and told Kristie, both of us stood in…

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A Trip Fueled By Grief.

I want to take a moment to talk about something that has been getting heavier and heavier for me to carry around; my grief. I’ve dreamed of being a new parent most of my life, but never expected it to go this way. Now, I’m not talking about things not going the way I thought…

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A New Day, and a New Chapter

In some ways, today feels like the first day of the rest of my life. Not like it did when I got sober. I don’t think anything will feel like the first day of sobriety after surrending to the death grips that addiction had on me. Or like the moment that I met Wilder and…

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