Holy Saturday

Nausea. Vomiting. Fear of moving, speaking, sipping water. Painful to hold my baby. To laugh. To talk while standing. To sing. Such is my life. Again. I am lying on my back with slightly less pain than a few hours ago, but nausea so severe that I cannot even roll to my side without the […]

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THIRTY-NINE

I have been a bit quiet of late. Not because I haven’t had a lot to say, but because I feared that what I had to say wasn’t edifying. I am not sure of what I want the blog to be – an online journal of a mom of five children, a journey of recovery […]

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Facing Memory – Day 31

It’s the last day. I didn’t write the last couple of nights because I needed to rock a snotty baby, I needed to take lots of pain medication, I needed to think about something OTHER than the darkness I’ve held onto in my heart. Although I didn’t write every day (I knew I was too […]

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