The love of family and friends. The love of everyone who donated. The love we feel from this blog. The love from other bloggers – who are, thankfully, my friends. It’s overwhelming. Thank you.
The love of family and friends. The love of everyone who donated. The love we feel from this blog. The love from other bloggers – who are, thankfully, my friends. It’s overwhelming. Thank you.
Check out our team total…can you help us reach our NEW goal of $10,000??
TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS.
We are stunned.
We have goosebumps.
We are in awe.
Tomorrow will be a day we will never forget.
Thank you. Thank you for honoring James & Jake.
To donate to the March for Babies, simply click here.
These little boys sure have made a big impact. Although I feel such sadness – they have changed me in so many positive, amazing ways.
My dear friend Amy and her family are walking in honor of their daughter in the March for Babies, as I type this. Lydia Grace was born with a birth defect called anencephaly, she passed away the day she was born in December of last year.
Amy and I went to high school together – never in our wildest dreams did we think something so devastating would bring us even closer together.
What an amazing tribute to be walking in their beautiful daughter’s honor. Amy, Mike, Alex and Lora – I love you and am proud to be walking for Lydia tomorrow.
It does bring me comfort knowing our precious children are together right now, feeling all of the love for them here on earth.
Lydia’s Grace has raised over $4,000 – simply incredible.
This is an example of how necessary raising funds for the March of Babies is – many babies and their families need your help every single day. I hope you consider helping Team James & Jake reach their goal of $9,000 – we are so very close. If you’d like to give – click here.
Amy (pregnant with Lydia Grace), Mike and big brother Alex.
The winner of the McDonald’s gift card is Maria (yahoo address.) Maria has been notified and the gift card will be sent out on Monday. Congrats, Maria.
Interestingly enough, even though I haven’t won a thing, I can’t help but feel like the biggest winner of them all, thanks to your generosity. Team James & Jake is rockin’ and rollin’. Thank you to all of you that have opened up your hearts (and wallets) and donated. And thank you to those who will be donating. Your compassion, your generosity, and your love completely blow me away.
seriously.
Inside my heart, I feel such sadness, but with each donation that comes in, it’s like you are personally coming to my house and giving me a hug.
Thank you for honoring James & Jake and all babies with your donation.
Can Team James & Jake hit $9,000.00 before Sunday ????? Check our progress here!!
We are almost there!
I could not think of a good title for this post. My options were "Crap Crap Crap" or "Did you see Carly got voted off?" or "I’m in no mood." I believe I chose the appropriate one.
This week is hard. Harder. Almost too difficult to face head on, fortunately, I have no choice. The difficulty has something to do with returning from our trip to California, I may have escaped from the madness of everything a little too well. So, on our way back to LAX, my feelings, my thoughts, my mood turned dark. And dark it has all remained.
Plus, the March of Dimes is this weekend. You know, that amazing walk where my friends and family, and incredible, caring blog readers are rallying together to walk in honor of James and Jake? That walk?? I can’t wait, but OH MY GOD, I am so scared. I’m so scared of the emotion. The love. The anxiety. But mostly, the emotion. Our team has raised almost $8,000 – I am so touched and amazed. But there is so much pain and reality that comes along with this greatness.
I feel like all of my relationships are in critical condition. They’re in the ICU, I desperately want to fix them, but I’m no shape to be a doctor right now. I’m not strong enough. So, I hide or pretend nothing is wrong, when really, something big is very wrong.
My pregnant friends are getting bigger, they’re finding out the sexes of their babies, they’re planning, they’re so happy – and I am so happy for them, I am excited for them, I pray for them, for their health and their happiness, I love them all so much. But I am not pregnant and I should be. I haven’t been for eight weeks and it kills me.
KILLS ME.
I had another appointment with my OB yesterday, we talked candidly, she says I’m all set, she feels good about my meds, can’t guarantee this won’t happen again (DAMNIT) and she’ll see me in September. Even in September she won’t make me wait in the waiting room. She told me so. I wonder what I’ll be like in September, I hope I’m good. I pray I’m good.
The trip we took to L.A., the walk this weekend, my doctor’s appointment, my social anxieties, my fears, my shattered dreams, are all happening because I lost James and Jake. The reality is hitting me this week. I hate reality.
I hate it all. Except you. I love you. I love my family. I love my life. There is this portion of my life, an all consuming portion that sucks.
I think it’s going to suck for a long time and I just have to accept it.
Don’t worry, I’ll keep my head up. And I’ll try, I’ll try so hard to stay focused on the positives, but sometimes, it doesn’t make a difference – I’m still so sad.