The Diagnosis

After having spent a restless night trying to sleep after my OB/GYN had given us the bad news that our daughter's heart was malformed, we got up to face the day. My husband and I were anxious the whole morning. We just wanted an answer, a label, something to tell people.  Our family watched our … Continue reading The Diagnosis

C Day

“We can’t guarantee lungs” is the line that played over in my head the morning of my c-section. When I had first heard it I thought it was such peculiar phrasing. As if someone was giving a slightly sketchy sales pitch of a get-rich-quick-scheme saying that they don’t guarantee a certain income level. But what … Continue reading C Day