Category: Motherhood Unplugged

For the past couple of weeks, I have found myself turning back to this clip. Something that I never kept with the intention of sharing, but merely with the purpose to remind myself that God is always near even when you least expect him to be. I remember going to this youth retreat two months…

915 Days later and we are Trach FREE. Where do I even begin? For the past 3 months our family has undergone a transition that we could have never emotionally prepared for. While I was eager to testify, a part of me wanted to just boast in this moment. Not only are we currently standing…

Something has been weighing on my chest recently. It is something completely unrelated to the complexities of being a medical parent in particular, but something I feel like we can relate to as a whole. That is, for all my fellows moms or guardians. Can we talk about how difficult it is to be solely…

It’s been exactly a month since Hannah’s surgery and what a whirlwind of a month it has been. So lets recap, shall we? Hannah finally had her long-awaited surgery and let me tell you, I did not know how I would’ve been addressing it after everything was said and done. Let me explain. Very few…

Recently, I’ve come to realize something. For those of you who do not know, Hannah will be getting surgery soon, and honestly to say that I’m nervous would be an understatement. It’s the first thing I think about in the morning and the last thing on my mind before I go to sleep. I’ve been…

Trauma. A word so commonly used, and yet its meaning is refined by each of our own personal experiences. I’ve had a few things trigger me lately when it comes to the traumatic experiences I’ve undergone as a mother. It’s funny because you can look back at how far you have come from where you…

I realized a pattern in my behavior that I feel led to share with you all. I’ve recently realized that when I find myself in troubling or stressful situations, I try to deflect by pursuing other things that will distract me from what’s right in front of me. I remember being in the thick of…

Dear Hannah, Two years ago on June 4th at 12:30 p.m. on a beautiful Friday afternoon, you changed my life and my entire existence. When I sit and I write these posts, I do it thinking that perhaps one day you will read them yourself, so I try to respect your privacy and our experiences…

So, your wondering how we do it? How do we not look like what were going through? I remember after months of being in the PICU with Hannah, I finally got a chance to fellowship with some family members. “ Oh! But you look good” were one of the very first things I was told…