Divorce, Half-Siblings & Life. It’s Never Too Late to Begin Again.

Above picture from Pinterest. Quote from Benjamin Button.

Today I saw some pictures that my half-sister posted on Facebook. They were pictures of a part of my family that I don’t know very well. The pictures included all four of my older half-siblings from my father’s first marriage and photos of my father as a young man.

I only remember meeting my biological father a handful of times before he died. He died while I was in college and he and my mom divorced before I turned one. I have no memory of what he looked like as a young man, and I don’t know much about who he was and what he was like in person. Seeing the pictures of him and his first family struck a nerve deep within me. It’s painful. More

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Fever Seizures by Janell Kaufman

Hope you had a great Easter Sunday yesterday! I have a food hangover, but I’ll get over it. Who knew Martha Stewart’s Macaroni & Cheese recipe would be so good—too good (and I don’t even normally like Mac & Cheese or Martha, but I’ll make an exception for this recipe, which I’ll share at the end of the week).

Well, it’s Monday–back to reality. Darn.

I hope you all have a great week!

We’ll start the week off with an article about fever seizures. Hopefully you will never have to experience this kind of fever! Janell’s friend recently asked her to share her story about fever seizures since she is currently dealing with them, and we thought it would be something we could share with you too. Let us know if you have a story you’d like to share.

Here is Janell…

Fever Seizures

It was an ordinary February day and I was holding my thirteen-month-old baby girl in my lap on the couch, nursing her and marveling at her perfection. When she stopped nursing and fell away from my body, I, at first, thought that she had fallen asleep. Then I realized that she wasn’t breathing. I tried shaking her gently, while at the same time yelling for my husband, but there was no response. The brief thought that she was dead passed over me and I almost gave up in my immediate grief. Her skin was starting to take on a bluish hue. My husband pulled her from my arms and laid her out on the floor and began CPR while handing me the phone with 911 dialed. After a couple of minutes of agony and fear, she coughed, threw up, and started crying, just as the ambulance arrived. More

What’s Love Got To Do With It? by Sandra Ellison ~ Infertility, Pregnancy, & In Vitro Fertilization (IVF)

Infertility, Pregnancy, & In Vitro Fertilization (IVF)

I always knew I wanted to be a mom. I knew it was the one gift from God that made me special and a right he blessed me with.

When all my friends were getting ready to prepare for their first-born babies, I was wishing I was not struggling so hard just to get pregnant. If you have seen movies where they portray couples sitting in a fertility clinic trying hard to pretend like they are not the cause of infertility, and it seemed awkward, and… Well, uncomfortable–IT’S TRUE. I remember sitting in the first fertility clinic and feeling like I was literally in a movie. It was surreal. All of us sitting in there felt uncomfortable. We all knew why we were there, but it was like there was an elephant in the room. More

Masks by Andrea Dodd

As mama, I wear many masks. Before I was a mother, anticipating the birth of my first daughter, I wore the “everything’s going to be just fine mask”… despite my critical examination of new mothers intact bodies and their obvious survival of birth. I was not convinced I would survive. I was not even convinced everything was going to be ok. But I wore it. And it was and is–OK.

Corbin is almost ten, and Anna is seven. I gave birth TWO times. And I lived through it. More


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