Sharing my stories of FAITH and FAMILY after the tremendous loss of our precious son...
Comparison Shots, Part III
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31 Weeks with Joel
29 Weeks with Gabriel
29 Weeks with Zoe
30 Weeks with Ruby
You can read about why Gabriel's bump looks so small and compact here. You can see Comparison Shots II here, and the first round here. Happy Wednesday, readers! Hope the rest of your week flies by! :)
Almost a month ago now, I had the amazing opportunity to meet Angie Smith! She is married to the lead singer of the Christian band, Selah, and the story of their daughter Audrey is heard through their song " I Will Carry You." (Click here to listen that song, and see amazing photographs from her family.) I haven't seen it yet, but I just read that the Duggars found so much comfort through those lyrics, that they used them in the episode about losing their sweet daughter, Jubilee. Along with being a mom of, now, FIVE girls, Angie is also amazingly funny - both in person and on her blog, Bring the Rain . She's an author of two books , and although she's very frightened by it, is an amazing public speaker! She's so real, so hysterical, so lovely. I had the great privilege of hearing her speak at the One Day Women of Faith Event in Baltimore, MD... and that's where it happened... I met her! Like, in person! And, got to speak to her! Can't wait to te...
So, next Wednesday is January 16th. And that is the day of our big ultrasound. And that is the day that Kyle and I officially celebrate ten years together. Craziness. So, this post is technically a week early, but I will be busy updating you all with (hopefully) great news about this baby during my next post - and my hubby deserves a blog entry all for himself... Kyle and I met in his college dorm room late at night... it's not what you think. My twin brother, his roommate, had come to fetch me and bring me back to Towson University to have a relaxing weekend away. I had just returned from Hawaii, after divorcing my military, abusive, drug-addicted husband. I wasn't necessarily looking for love, but when I walked in that room and saw Kyle's smile, I was smitten. Then, from his top bunk, he lowered his arm to shake my hand. Oh em gee. Men actually do that? There are men alive who actually have manners? Yeah. ...
I am many things. I am easily discouraged. I am easily offended. These are my faults. I don't wear them proudly, but I can't seem to shake them. So often I think about my Gabriel and the emotions get stirred up, and I wonder if a blog needs to be written. I consider whether the writing would be healing and whether anyone needs to read my words. And what always happens is that I am reminded of those who couldn't be troubled with my tremendous loss, or who simply don't get it. And that overshadows the much larger number of people who have either been in my shoes, or have enough empathy in their soul to care. "Why is his picture hanging in your home?" "You appear to work harder at celebrating death more than life." "You just need to get over it already." "How long has it been now?" Should my personal story and intense heartbreak be on public display for all to see? Should I continue to honor my son's short lif...
You look beautiful in all of the pictures!!
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