“My kids are all past toddlerhood now and I still don’t enjoy every minute. Not even close. I struggle really hard to be present sometimes.”
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“My kids are all past toddlerhood now and I still don’t enjoy every minute. Not even close. I struggle really hard to be present sometimes.”
“I felt defeated and ashamed, like I was lesser because of my struggles. I realized I wasn’t. I was stronger than I ever thought.”
“All I ever wanted to be was a mom. When we were finished with our family, I wanted to find a way to help someone who was struggling with fertility.”
“Even now I can feel my heart ache as I remember each of my 5 miscarriages, angels I will never get to hold. You just learn to dance in the rain while waiting on that rainbow!”
“I told my husband something was wrong. I finally laid down, only to be woken by my doorbell minutes later.”
“I was 20, homeless, and spiraling out of control. I never imagined myself as ‘that girl’ who got pregnant. I’d known the father for a month and had no clear future ahead of me. ‘I’m so sorry I could not be ready for you,’ I kept telling my son. 48 hours. That is how long he was ours. I wanted this stranger in my stomach to have a chance at life.”
“I found myself sobbing on the bathroom floor. Everyone around me seemed to sneeze on command, get pregnant, and deliver a baby. But why couldn’t we?”
“She tells all her friends that I built it for her and that ‘I can do anything.’ That’s the best part.”
“To the parents involved, they mean so much more than just the art. They represent their journey through parenthood, sweet baby memories, and fleeting moments. A precious part of their lives that only they know.”
“I am still in shock that our little boy was sleeping on my lap, throwing the football, running around with the dog and just starting to show as being sick. And today he is on life support,” his mother wrote when the harrowing ordeal began.