“I was 22 years old and less than two semesters away from finishing college, praying I could still graduate before I had the baby.”
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“I was 22 years old and less than two semesters away from finishing college, praying I could still graduate before I had the baby.”
“The final push ended up happening on the toilet after my midwife suggested emptying my bladder, and while sitting there a contraction came, so I gave a push and out came his head!”
“Todd got bit saving me. He was yelping right away.”
“Halfway through the store in the paper towel aisle I looked down and noticed. He was abnormally quiet. I said his name, and as he looked up I saw the tears streaming down his face. I crouched down to see what was the matter.”
“All kids are jerks.”
“It was perfectly timed. That is all he needs to get him through each new day.”
“The first time my ex-anniversary rolled around the calendar I tried to block it out. That lasted about 10 minutes. Suddenly, thoughts and feelings about my divorce started to bubble up. I didn’t know how to feel. I couldn’t keep ignoring my past.”
“They passed away within two months of being born, never making it to their first birthday.”
“Twenty-seven days after Cayden’s death I opened that door. But I wasn’t ready for it. I went in to iron my skirt on the ironing board but everything froze, including me.”
“Puzzled, I asked what he meant. He teared up again and said, ‘This is the first time I have seen her smile in 10 months.'”