Mark will always be my rainbow baby – the baby who came after the storm of losing a child. He brought hope during a time that I questioned God, and he reminded me that I could be happy again. With... Continue reading →
Mark and I always rock in the glider for a few minutes before he goes down for his naps. Sometimes, when he is really tired, he will nuzzle up into my arm, immediately close his eyes and then reach his... Continue reading →
Dear Mark, You are a good sleeper. Normally. However, last night at 3:30am, after a diaper blowout that resulted in new pajamas, you decided that you were awake. For a solid hour I rocked, swayed, and bounced all over the... Continue reading →