My arms crush you with Zeus’s strength, and yet it’s but a fleeting touch. Swirling hurricane winds would fail to rip me away. Unearthly is this force pulling me to you. Trembling lips wrap you with iron love, attempting to protect as much. No fearsome beast could stand to meet my burning eyes. How weakContinue reading “A Mother’s Fight”
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Our Sleeping Beauty
11 months old. Face has thinned but those lips are still plump
Crummy week. What good is being right. Therapy.
Writing it makes it real… Don’t know whether it’s healthy therapy or teetering on depression though. R is on her fifth seizure in 54 hours. The old pattern is back. One at night, one in the morning. Give her all day to recover, seems better, and then BAM! One right before bed. And so on.Continue reading “Crummy week. What good is being right. Therapy.”
B explains his job and other random dinner dialog
That brain is growing too fast for its own good, and ours! Tonight at dinner D asked B what he does at work with a sincere interest in almost a grave tone. Poor Bryan looked like his father-in-law was grilling him. The dialog was straight forward and simple and he lost interest after learning theContinue reading “B explains his job and other random dinner dialog”
Good days, and yet…
Another great day and yet I still hold my breath. Fearful of what the dr might do if we share the good news. She is more alert and playful every day. Even clapped two blocks together, one step closer to the milestone marker for 9 months. One month behind doesn’t sound too bad. What ifContinue reading “Good days, and yet…”
Overheard at our house…
Me: We had a busy day, haven’t we Davis? Davis: Indeed, we did.
OK With Change 