Kids Will Come

Funny things, before each miscarriage, and any anytime I mentioned wanting children, I was told that I wouldn't be a good mother. I don't play with matches. I don't run around with scissors. I don't push kids down on the playground. I don't bully. I don't spew hatred. I haven't been the best human being.... Continue Reading →

When Signs Come, Who’s Speaking?

If you haven't seen THE STARLING on Netflix, you really should. I haven't had the amazing chance to have a child of my own, but I have lost my little ones during pregnancy. Many don't understand the lost because of that whole mess of a conversation people often fight about. Well, I lost my babies.... Continue Reading →

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