Tonight as I was spending time with Reynolds before I told him goodnight, I asked him what song he wanted to sing. “Oooh, giii-ja jaaaane” was the sweet reply. When Andrew and I found out we were pregnant with baby #2 I knew immediately the name if it was to be a girl: Eliza Jane….
The first time I heard the word, “sursy”, I had recently moved to South Carolina and someone brought me a candle and called it a sursy. A what? A sursy. What’s a sursy? I recently had this conversation with a new co-worker, who moved here from Denver, Colorado just a few months ago. She’d never…
I have no idea how many of you friends, neighbors, acquaintances, even family members and strangers {who read my blog} have had miscarriages. I’ve even wondered over the last few weeks, with every woman that I’ve seen or talked to, if she’s known the loss I have. What I do know are the stats: 10-20%…
No, Reynolds did not break his arm, wrist, hand or finger(s)….that’s just his “boo-boo” for his IV. Anyone who walked into his hospital room would get an arm raise from him with a “See? Boo-boo.” I think, though it annoyed him at times, he enjoyed his big blue boo-boo and the robot that came with…
I don’t want to continue dwelling on the sadness that has been our life for the past few weeks, and please know that that’s not what this post is about. {We’re not all doom and gloom!!} But rather this is about the hope that can be found, even in the saddest of days. I don’t…
It’s been a couple of weeks since I first told you all about Lily, our 12 year-old Chocolate Lab. As a recap: On Tuesday 4/14 I took her for a routine physical at which point our Veterinarian discovered some masses in her lower abdomen that raised concern for possible mammary cancer. That Friday the results…
In yesterday’s post about our fabulous trip to the island of Great Exuma, Bahamas, I mentioned that today’s post would be about how Andrew and I save for our vacations. 1. We don’t go on vacation every year. We recognize that we need time away….from the laundry, the dishes, the craziness of life. Often I’ll…
