“A few hours after going to the doctor, I was out shopping with my husband. He handed me the phone. ‘It’s the pediatrician.’ My heart stopped. Why was he calling so soon? And why was HE calling and not the nurse this time?! Then, he said the words I’d been fearing since Tessa’s birth. I didn’t have the strength to stand. I fell to my knees. I had no idea how to move forward.”
“Turns out, I was one of MILLIONS of women experiencing these feelings.”
“When Harry was almost 3-years-old he was also diagnosed with Autism and my guilt and grief intensified.”
“We stared at the babies on the website for almost a year, saying we will adopt ‘one day.’ Then I saw the picture of a precious baby boy. He was only a few months old, abandoned to live his life in an orphanage because he had an extra chromosome.”
“I get into the operating room and it’s got more people than an over-30’s nightclub. Everyone is introducing themselves and what they do, but I only paid attention to the person with the drugs, her name was Emma. (I think.)”
“I had reached my breaking point. My husband said to me, ‘Being a mom is more important than being pregnant.’ And he was so right.”
“It’s real, it’s scary, and it can most certainly happen to anyone.”
“I’m sure you wouldn’t allow your children to grab someone’s cane, or yank on their nasal cannula that supplies their oxygen.”
“ANY pitcher would be understood if he pumped his fists, pointed skyward, or became the center of a baseball pig pile.”
“Every time my kids and I go grocery shopping, meet new friends, attend school functions, etc. people come up to compliment what a nice husband I am to give their mom some kid-free time.”
