This blog is just about my life and mostly revolves around my son, Jamie. This blog is a combination of everything, whether it may be a new recipe I tried, a good freebie I found, something funny Jamie said, or feelings I'm having about life in general. There's little rhyme or reason. I'll never win any blogging awards, but I enjoy writing about our lives and I mostly do it for my son. It's so easy to forget moments over the years. I've got all these little tidbits of our life in print and I hope that someday Jamie can enjoy them.

I called this blog Mother of Life, Mother of Loss because of my issues with pregnancy loss and the joy of finally bringing this wonderful person into the world. Truly, I feel the pains of loss, but you won't see too much of that here. I am blessed and I am, above all else, a mother of life.

After all the years of infertility and loss, Matthew and I were blessed with a surprise pregnancy. We were pregnant with twins, but unfortunately, Baby A could not stay with us. Baby B grew into a healthy and happy baby girl that we named Bella Marie. We are so blessed to have two beautiful children.


Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Where Does He Get This From?


I know for sure that Jamie is capable of telling his nightmares in vivid detail now. He woke up so many times last night. Neither of us got an adequate amount of sleep. I actually just skipped sleeping altogether. Sometimes it is just easier that way.


I'm hesitant to even post the things he said. I wouldn't want anyone to get the idea that I'm letting him watch bad things on television. I don't, and I don't know how he developed such a gory nightmare.


The first time he woke up he said "I died you." After some tears he drifted back off to sleep. Over the course of the night the dream came out in bits. Apparently a monster bit my head and made me bleed all over my body and made me die. There was something about men and a noise, too, but I didn't quite get all that.


He seems in good spirits today and so far has been well behaved, like normal. He's trying to talk me out of the computer, though. I think I need to go drag out his blocks. He hasn't played with them in months. He has probably forgotten he has them. He's been on a big Lego kick for a week.


Blah Blah Blah by Laura at 3/31/2009 11:13:00 AM  

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