I had an anxiety attack today. It’s been a good long while since I’ve had a real attack, but this morning one got through. For the most part, the farther along I get carrying these babies, the more relaxed I feel. Or at least, that would make sense… Right? In reality it’s not all that linear. Read More
I’m definitely preoccupied with the weather and Easter candy reminding me of the first three weeks after Liam’s death and with the twin’s growth scan tomorrow and viability date on Wednesday, but I could never forget today was my third due date, and there’s still part of me that aches for that third pregnancy and the baby we thought there was.
On Wednesday I will be 24 weeks pregnant. This is a huge milestone, as 24 weeks is generally considered the “viability” milestone, or the earliest a baby has a chance at surviving on his own. Most doctors will not attempt to resuscitate a baby born at less than 24 weeks gestation. Every week after 24 only gets better. K and I have been holding out for 26 weeks, because by that point a baby has a 80-90% chance of survival outside the womb. Read More
Warning: This is a post that requires tissues.
I will be taking a hiatus on April 1st. From social media, and work, and pretty much any situation that involves interacting with people. This isn’t my typical reaction to being uncomfortable. Read More
This past weekend as K and I were getting ready to leave the house, I heard him call to me from under the house. I went outside to see what he was up to, and he said, “There’s a kitten in our crawl space.”Read More
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Rachelle describes herself as a creative at heart and loves music, crafting, and scrapbooking. She has recently added jewelry making to her list of creative outlets. She considers herself an introvert who loves people and encourages others to be authentic and live in God’s grace. Her favorite food is coffee. ♥
I’ve kind of fallen off the face of the blog lately… (I have been updating frequently on Instagram and Facebook, though, so you should be following me there if you aren’t already). The past couple of weeks have been uneventful in that nothing scary has happened (knock on wood), which I’ve really been enjoying. I’ve also been preoccupied with Liam’s birthday coming up. Read More
Some days are good. Some days you sleep in, spend the afternoon working on the nursery, and kick back in front of the tv in the evening. Some days you get to take your dog on a long walk without feeling winded, and eat anything you want because everything tastes good. Some days K mentions wanting to think of nicknames for the twins and you excitedly respond with the two you thought of the night before. Some days you play your favorite song to the babies for the fifth week in a row and they start jumping around immediately. Some days you eat blue and green dyed candy because the babies are craving it and actually enjoy it even though it turns your mouth an unnatural color.
Some days are good days. Today was one of those days.
Tuesday was a big appointment for us because it was the first time in this pregnancy that we went back to the office where we’d lost Liam. The last time we’d been inside that office was for a follow up appointment to my third loss. After miscarrying at home, I came in about a week later and got an ultrasound to determine Read More
This weekend has been a little scary. In the past three days or so I started getting Braxton Hicks contractions for the first time. I’ve never been far enough or big enough to experience them before. But they didn’t exactly come on slowly. Read More