Hours

Last October, I remember waking up heartbroken each morning anxious about the idea of carrying another child at some point. Here I am, one year later, still heartbroken and anxious, but hours away from giving birth to our second child....

Days Like This

“This is your second, right?” Yes, second. “How old is your little girl?” She would have been one year old this summer. “What do you mean, would have been [one year old]?” Well, our daughter passed away. “What happened?” Remaining...

Fear

Throughout the last year, Matt and I have created several traditions to honor the memory of Isabelle. These traditions have been a source of comfort and are reminders that she will always be a part of our family. Among the...

I Hate July

I’ve been throwing around blog post ideas for the last week or so, but nothing seemed to quite fit. With Isabelle’s birthday approaching, it occurred to me why: I just really hate July. I have been dreading July for months....

Packing Boxes

For months, Isabelle’s nursery sat relatively untouched. In the fall, I only entered it a handful of times, typically to add cards or mementos to the growing stack on the floor in front of the crib. The thought of being...