All tagged Macy
Happy Mother’s Day to all of you, but especially those of us with empty arms. xo
Do you know what trisomy 18 is?
I thought I did when I was a med student and resident. I thought I did until I found out that my daughter had trisomy 18.
What are the things I carry? It’s an amalgam of treasured childhood moments, intimidating med school and residency moments, and an awful lot of both regrets and happiness that involve each of my kids, including, of course, my Macy though she passed away.
I believe in love at first sight. We all fell in love with her, instantly.
If I posted pictures of me compared to ten years ago, I may not look younger or more fit, but I am just as content.
Content is a mild word, but only because today is the day that my middle child would be turning ten years old.
Every year, we celebrate Macy and her short life. She taught me so much about myself, though I’m not sure everyone would understand that. She also reinforced my love and respect for Mr. Bookworm, who has been a true partner to me every step of the way.
This quote is on one of the cards in our Macy calendar this month. I’ve been taking the quotes to heart this year, trying to find meaning in each one, just as I meant for my little family to do when we were making them together last year.
January is when I start to feel icky. And by 'icky', I mean restless and crawling out of my skin. It has only hit me in small bursts this year, but in the early morning hours of this Saturday morning, I'm feeling it. My family is asleep. Usually Mr. Bookworm is up writing by now. I'm wide awake because I woke before my alarm.
I posted a letter to Macy on my Caring Bridge site on her one year birthday. At the time of my pregnancy with her, it was my lifeline to my supportive family and friends.
I wanted to share what was going on with us, but I did not want to have to say my story over and over again. So I did what I do best: I wrote about it. I wrote and wrote, and so many people sent me messages of support, either on Caring Bridge itself, or by email, or in person. Or even verbal messages through my sisters and parents.
Dr. Bookworm talks about a family tradition in the Bookworm household and about making new traditions. They both involve celebrating Macy while acknowledging that grief is tough.