Family

  • Waiting For Baby

    It’s a beautiful time, for me. I’m seven weeks away from meeting my sweet little baby number three, and nesting has well and truly begun. Life has been busy and forceful, if I look at it carefully and agree with… Continue reading

  • I’m Here

    I’m here, at the moment. I’m not lost in some dream. I’m not missing the things or people I don’t have. I’m just here. I’m tired, feeling the heaviness of my eyes. I’m growing new life, feeling baby stretch within… Continue reading

  • Fertility: A Mother’s Story

    My fertility story is really quite extraordinary, when I think of all the ups and downs I’ve faced on the road from then to now. It’s time for me to share the whole story. To those of you who are… Continue reading

  • Changing Seasons, Finding Home

    We had small children. Three and six years old: button noses, tiny hands. When my husband and I separated, we needed to because that was the next and only step we knew how to take. We’d forgotten how to breathe… Continue reading

  • It’s Love

    Perhaps I am here to write. But at the core of that, at the core of my words, at the core of my message…I’m here to love. I always have been, and it’s more clear to me now that I’m… Continue reading

  • Goodbye

    No one would have seen it coming, least of all me. His death was inevitable: that part we all knew was coming. But no one would have foreseen my reaction to it. Not the way it happened, not the way… Continue reading

  • Deeply

    I think about her, sometimes, when my heart turns to sun. Nan. Her heart used to shine like that, too, which is why I can’t help but think of her when I feel intense love radiating from my own chest.… Continue reading

  • Love

    How beautiful, to know there is love. There is love. There is love. Continue reading

  • Awake

    Sweet bloggy friends. ☺️ How are you all? Well, I hope, and if not: that’s okay, too, because even rain is beautiful when you look at it a certain way. I’m so sleepy but I wanted to say hello. I’ve… Continue reading

  • Sweet Aching Quiet

    Sweet aching quiet. Soft night, curled up beside me. I know you. I know your fragile whispers, well. Continue reading