Thank you Poppy, and Carl…

Thank you Poppy, and Carl…

Needing help used to feel like a weakness, a bother to others for this recovering non-imposing type. Now it feels more like connection. It’s beautiful really.

Being an Okay Mom

Being an Okay Mom

I was okay at the mom thing for the first few years. Piper made life easy. But Pierce. He stretched me. Pierce was diagnosed with cancer when he was 18-months-old. I thought he had an ear infection. The thought of losing Pierce – an unplanned child who invaded every nook and cranny of my heart, brought me to my knees every time.