I sat down to write because today is significant. It marks exactly one month since being admitted to the hospital to begin this really big, really hard journey. I thought I would have words to say, something profound maybe about lessons I’ve learned or how far I’ve come…but I don’t. It’s rare that I run out of words. But I’m…
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Banks was supposed to have Down Syndrome. I don’t mean that in a “something seems off, there may be a possibility” kind of way. The very same day that I was diagnosed with a Percreta, I was also presented with overwhelming evidence that the child I was carrying had a chromosomal abnormality. He had several “soft markers” with the two…
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It’s Friday, January 22nd, 2021 at 6 am. I’ve been awake since 4:30 AM. I decided I would write until my computer died and then I too would return to sleep. This is the first morning in 17 days that I have woken up in my own home. This is the first morning in 17 days I have been able…
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It’s 10:30 PM on a Saturday night. I’m sitting in my chair at the hospital-bored, lonely, exhausted. All of the things. But content too. I don’t mind being alone in general. Despite popular belief, I’m an introvert. But I miss my people. I miss my day-to-day. And I miss my independence. I also miss sunshine. I know-from watching the news…
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Hey friends, I will be admitted to the hospital on Wednesday at 9 am. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t struggling this week. I’m anxious. I’ve cramped off and on for the past few days. I’m starting to get uncomfortable. I’m very tired, very easily. And my mind has raced constantly. I’ve stayed in contact with my…
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