I’d thought bras were just a necessary evil, but I discovered I was wrong thanks Ruby Ribbon!
Being “Mom” is absolutely magical.
I have been writing since high school, improving gradually as time went on. I have had to adapt several times as my circumstances changed. Now, I'm on the brink of an especially big change: motherhood.
When trying to find maternity clothes, I hit a strange roadblock in the form of modesty. Nearly everything was skin-tight and usually short or extremely low-cut, if not all three.
Pregnancy after miscarriage is a strange thing. It's bittersweet, but you have to hold onto any sweetness you can, since sometimes there's no getting rid of the bitter part.
A miscarriage means a lot of sadness, but at least it means that we'll get to see you in heaven someday. I'll love you forever, my little one!