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So, there's a lot going on right now. A lot. I've had just about every metaphor for this excessive goings-on tossed in my direction--I've got irons in the fire, balls

My son is ALIVE. We've been in the ICU for a month. At this point, I assume that nearly everyone in the unit knows the story of why we're here

The last few days have been a bit volatile, to say the least, with some of the biggest highs followed by some significant lows. All of these events have been

When I'm supporting someone in a labor, I teach them to take a big inhale through their nose followed by an audible exhale through their mouth at the beginning of

My heart is aching tonight...and not because my guy had a bad day. It was quite the opposite, for the most part. We started with a very early morning rise

Fifteen, going on sixteen days ago, right around this time, I shed some of the only tears that have left my eyes in any large volume since we've been here.

Without a doubt, these last couple of weeks have been tough on all of us, but I just can’t describe how amazing it is to see my four children together

Vida. It means “life.” I found this “Vida” sticker on my banana the other day and knew I needed to add it to our ICU decor. The ventilator seemed like

Blessed. There are many definitions as to what that word means, subject to personal preference, spiritual or religious context, or slang, and oddly they can be completely opposite, ranging from