Stuck

I think about Isabelle a lot. Throughout the day, simple tasks naturally bring her to mind.  Lately that has been happening even more than usual. As we approach our moving date, my heart has been much heavier and more unsettled....

A Month of Thanks

It has been one solid month since that beautiful moment when I held Mark in my arms for the first time. One blurry, sleep-deprived, wonderful month! Life with a newborn is even more exhausting and unpredictable than people dare admit...

A Life Remembered

At 3:30 this morning, I groggily woke up to the whimpers of a hungry baby. For just an instant, I thought it was a dream, and my heart broke just a bit. After a few seconds, my sleepy face cracked...

One Year Ago

It is truly hard to believe that today marks one year since I started my blogging journey. I can’t believe it has been that long since my first post, Isabelle’s Rainbows. I regularly get texts from friends with pictures of beautiful rainbows...

Three More Weeks

Change is in the air. For the last two nights, it has finally been cool enough to sleep with the window open. Although fall doesn’t officially begin until the 23rd, it certainly feels like it is here when I wake...

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...

A Year of Firsts

July 25th marks one year since my daughter was born. Like all new parents, this life-changing event brought with it a year of firsts. My firsts just don’t look like everyone else’s firsts. I remember the first time that I...

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....

The Gift of Friendship

Last weekend, my dear childhood friend and her four smiling children came for a visit. Her husband works for a university and was out of the country teaching for a while. We thought it would be a great opportunity to see...