The story of Silas starts several months before I was even pregnant with him. I was sitting in our living room, talking to Daren while he ironed his work clothes for the next day...
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There are several moments leading up to Silas’s diagnosis that seem to have frozen in time for me. To understand the first “moment”, you need to know that Silas’ pregnancy WAS NOT planned...
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Since my menstrual cycle wasn’t regular yet, I had no idea how far along I was in this pregnancy. I called my doctor’s office and they had me come in to confirm that I was pregnant...
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My first doctor’s appointment was a holiday, Martin Luther King, JR day. I remember this for two reasons. Daren was off work and was able to come to the appointment with Ruby and me..
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Later that week we met with the other doctor. The waiting room was small and packed full of people. We waited over an hour in this room, watching people come and go...
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Within the first week of knowing about the birth defect, I knew that I was supposed to pray for life. I was confident that this was the prayer that would be on my lips throughout the rest of the pregnancy...
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When I saw my baby at 20 weeks, everything changed. What began as concern during previous appointments, quickly transformed into full-blown love for my son. I desperately wanted him...
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The 5th of June did not start off like most days. Instead of sleeping in with my babies and drinking coffee to ease into the day, I was up, showered, and getting Ruby ready for her 9 month appointment...
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The hospital that we knew so well felt different in the middle of the night. It was quiet and calm. The nurse checked my vitals, did a quick swab, and confirmed that my water had broken...
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The next morning Dr. Deem came in to check on us. It was hard to believe that we had just seen her the day before; it now seemed like a lifetime ago...
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Several months later, Daren, Ruby, and I woke up before the sun. We walked down my favorite beach, the same beach that I ran down as a carefree six year old...
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