• Depression,  Faith,  Family,  Hope,  Hydranencephaly,  Life,  Love,  Special Needs

    Limitless Love & Unshakeable Hope

    This morning God stopped me in my tracks in the most beautiful way. I was sitting down with my cup of coffee doing my Bible study while the boys played on their iPads and Wonder Woman laid on the floor, hooked up to her feeding pump. Superman laid down next to her and snuggled, then decided to change her. He took off her pajamas, picked a clean onesie from her drawer, and (with my help) proceeded to get her dressed. I cried. The love this little boy shows his sister is so beautiful and pure it’s almost shameful to watch, because as a mother I struggle to love so purely…

  • Faith,  Family,  Hope,  Hydranencephaly,  Life,  Special Needs,  Special Needs Parenting

    Magic & Miracles

    I’ve just realized that I haven’t blogged in almost 2 months. My apologies, life has been full. Mostly full of great things, making me wonder at how quickly time flies. June was the month of vacations for us. Ocean City with family, Salt Lake City by myself for the Jamberry International Conference, and then our dream vacation to Disney World. It was a whirlwind, and God was so gracious to answer my prayers regarding the trips. It was a blessing introducing Wonder Woman to more of my extended family. It is our goal that she would meet all of our extended family, and we are getting there. This little girl…

  • Depression,  Faith,  Grief,  Hope

    The Good, the Bad, the Ugly, & the Miraculous

    Oftentimes I feel like a roulette ball on the wheel of grief. If you’re not familiar with the five stages of grief they are denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. I typically avoid bargaining, it’s not really my nature. The others I find myself in frequently, set off by the spin of a wheel, an unwitting comment, and the shade of our unique circumstances. The Bad One of the hardest things for me is when strangers see my girl and comment on how beautiful she is. This is often followed with, “Just wait till she’s a teenager” or something along those lines. It brings up anger and depression in me.…