On Morning Sickness

This summer was slow. The days dragged on and I felt as though I was wilting. Maybe it was the intense heat of living in the high desert. Maybe it was misery of nausea that lasted all day and night. Probably both. Are you one of those lucky women who barely noticed just a few … Continue reading On Morning Sickness

Three Precious Stones

There is a third precious stone in our midst. A pebble, really. For it is still so small, barely perceptible. But life is surely there. Already the River is weaving and spinning, etching a unique design into this tiny being. As the midwife announces that everything seems normal so far, I think no baby is normal. … Continue reading Three Precious Stones

Summer Girl

She is all sunshine and butterflies. A warm, sweet personality from day one. This week my July Ruby turns two years old. And what a beautiful two years it has been. Her birth--magical and rare--left the entire hospital buzzing, each nurse wanting to catch a glimpse of the baby born completely enclosed inside the cozy sac that kept her … Continue reading Summer Girl

Of Bunbun and Owl

She lies heavy in my arms. The full weight of her 22lbs limp and motionless as she drifts off against my chest. Heat radiates against me. A dewy stickiness coats her forehead. But I don't dare move her. Not yet. Not after the morning we had. She needs this nap. Reluctantly I relax into the back of … Continue reading Of Bunbun and Owl

For the Babies

Two precious stones surprised our family with their presence last week. They are not my own, but precious to me nonetheless. Still tiny, sheltered inside the growing haven of their mother, they beat along. A plan set out for them already; His plan. One so perfect and so well thought through that every hair on … Continue reading For the Babies