I want to remember how it feels to have Eamonn snugged up next to me in bed nursing. I can hear his sucking and swallowing and I can feel his belly movements against my belly as he breathes. I almost want to stop breathing myself so that I can feel and remember all of it. I want to remember his… (more…)
We’ve not shared our story publicly up to this point but now that the cat is out of the bag so to speak, I am going to share the process here, with names and numbers. I’ve journaled sporadically but have at least kept track of the important stuff. Some of this is pretty close to my heart and I ask… (more…)
How I took Eamonn into my arms when he was 9 minutes old and into my heart over the next few days. How skinny Eamonn’s little bum was… and his knees. And how quickly they filled out. How fearful he was with his first bath and then how he was able to calm down for subsequent baths… and how showers… (more…)