Hey, Louissa. Remember how this past fall you dove into September with a freshly printed chore chart and daily schedule and you were so excited that although official schooling wasn’t starting in the Tabolt house, you were going to get some semblance of order & structure going? And remember how you would have one good… Continue reading Learning Happens
We laid in bed, both on our sides facing our small boy who sleeps only a few feet away from us. Baby laid peacefully on his tummy (His preferred method for sleep since day #1 which made me highly nervous for the first few weeks so he spent most nights on my chest which resulted… Continue reading resting
Hi. My name is Louissa. I have a paunch of a stomach that some may think is bigger than it should be already. I have some serious love handles taking over my lower back. The number on the scale is starting to go up week after week. One out of every three meals seems to… Continue reading the start
I don’t have any creative way of telling other than just coming out and spewing the news at you from excitement, hope, nervousness, anxiousness, joy — I’m pregnant! When your very first pregnancy ends in a miscarriage, there’s a level of uncertainty when you discover you’re expecting again. But more than uncertainty is the joy… Continue reading baby news
Dear Baby I’ll Never Hold, Today I, your mama, sat at the kitchen island, so very empty and so lacking of you, and cried. And cried some more. And then cried more. When I lost you so many weeks ago, I made myself move on. I reminded myself of all the others who have suffered… Continue reading to my baby
(via) on christmas day we said goodbye to our tabolt baby. everything seemed fine until suddenly it was all very, very wrong and i knew it was over. i felt helpless. i felt such sadness. and i felt such peace. even there, in the midst of frustration and disappointment, God can be found. He’s faithful… Continue reading goodbye, little baby.