This Motherhood Story

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We are one week away from October 15, National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Day. I’m teaming up with my friend, Liz, who writes over at Mommy Mannegren to help bring light this topic which is sadly still a taboo for many. I met Liz through A Little Light online community, where we were learning more about online platforms. The metaphor used was that our blogs are a garden. If we are the gardener, what are we planting into our communities? It was a really convicting metaphor for me. My hope is that I’m planting a safe place for all...

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Praying For My Husband’s Life

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My phone rang at 4:16pm and showed my husband's number. My heart skipped a beat knowing he should be on his motorcycle riding home from work. He shouldn't be calling me at this time, I thought. I was hoping he was calling to tell me that he was leaving the office late. "Hello?" "Hun." "Are you OK?!" "I got hit." "Are you OK!??!?!" "Ya....." His voice trailed off to a groan. "Do you need me to come get you?" "The ambulance is here." "OK. I'll meet you at the hospital." ENTER PANIC MODE! I beat him to the hospital. My...

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The Brave Jar

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We have been struggling with separation anxiety over here for quite some time. M, my five-year-old, has been struggling with separation anxiety for about two years. One of the biggest separation anxiety triggers for her is when I have to use the bathroom. This started just after the miscarriages. As a three-year-old, she saw me go to the bathroom, and then come out in inconsolable tears. I can imagine she thought something very traumatizing happened in there, which it did. It was the moment I discovered I was miscarrying for the second time. Since then, M has not left my...

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Enbrel Trial: The Tale of Thirteen Injections

I have been wanting to write for many weeks, but this medication makes me so fatigued. It's difficult to make it out of a dark room once I have put one of the girls to bed. The three month trial of Enbrel is officially complete. Last week I met with my rheumatologist. Accompanying me to each doctor's appointment is a list of questions stored on my phone. This is a running list of questions compiled between each appointment. I have a separate running note for every doctor. My memory is worse than it used to be and I really try to...

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Thank You for Year Three

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Dear Friends, Three years have passed since we have started this journey of sharing stories together. It has been quite the rollercoaster compared to year one and year two. Thanks for sticking around and sharing your stories alongside mine. This past year I have shared about my journey through postpartum depression, some stories about parenting, and about my diagnosis of Ankylosing Spondylitis. When I started this blog three years ago, my hope was it would be a place to share invitations to play that I did at home with my daughter. It has turned out to be quite the opposite....

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Chasing Light for the Invisible Mom

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It's May and there is a highlighted day on the calendar this month that may bring along many emotions, especially for those invisible moms. Mother's Day is a short ten days away and for many this is a difficult day to navigate. How can we honour those mothers who do not have a child in their arms, the mother who holds her child only with her heart, the mother who struggles to answer "how many children do you have?" It's easy to celebrate when we have visible children. The world accepts the visible, but what about the invisible? What about those...

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The Death of a Pet

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When I went downstairs this morning I noticed that Goldie, our new golden gouramis fish was lifeless at the bottom of the tank. We had only brought her home last week. Naturally, my husband would've scooped her up and flushed her, but we remembered that our five-year-old daughter was not yet home. She had spent the night at my parents' house and I knew that coming home to the death of a pet would create more questions than understanding.  M, our five-year-old, has been faced with more death and grief than a typical child her age. She has had to say...

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The Gift of Spoons

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Have you heard of the spoon theory? Soon after my diagnosis of Ankylosing Spondylitis, I joined many online groups for support. I was confused when I read about people talking about spoons. In previous posts I have mentioned that I’m constantly calculating the cost of my day. Spoons is the analogy that those living with chronic illness use for energy, or the cost of each activity. Those of us living with chronic illness are known as Spoonies. After learning about this analogy it made me feel a little less insane. Some things I do to save spoons: - Load the...

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Battling Chronic Illness

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I have known that this day was coming for the past five months. Treatment started today. Last October I was diagnosed with Ankylosing Spondylitis and at that first appointment with the rheumatologist, she let me know the recommended treatment is biologics. I was not keen on this treatment as it meant that I'd have to inject myself weekly. I had attributed my pain to being rear-ended three times and had hopes of it going away. While the motor vehicle accidents contributed to the pain and flares, a diagnosis of an autoimmune disease meant this pain was here to stay. As the...

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Repurposing Time to Repurpose My Marriage

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Time is subjective. We all crave more of it, and try to pack as much as we can into the 24 hours that we are given each day. The minutes quickly turn into hours, hours into days, and soon we are measuring in years. It has been eight years since I vowed that death would be the only thing that would separate me from my husband. When we met, it took me minutes to realize that I enjoyed talking to Brian. Minutes easily turned into hours on the phone when we were dating. It was three days of phone calls...

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