What Friends Are For

November 17, 2009

UPDATE: A Caring Bridge site has been set up to keep everyone informed of Anissa’s condition and can be found here: www.caringbridge.org/visit/anissamayhew/. There has been encouraging bits of news today but it is still very early. Thank you so much for your wonderful notes, prayers, and thoughts. I know that the Mayhew family will cherish [...]

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Fight For Preemies

November 17, 2009

When Mike and I got married, we had the typical plans for our life together. Careers, a house with a yard for the dog, and a handful of kids to fill the house. We didn’t plan on any of those kids to be born prematurely. No one ever does. And yet, over half a million [...]

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Bellies And Faces

November 16, 2009

In the last few weeks my belly size has increased noticeably. I had physical therapy on Monday and again on Friday, and when I walked in on Friday the therapists were like, “HOLY CRAP YOUR STOMACH!” (the PT has made a HUGE improvement in my shoulder -it’s still very painful, but I can move so [...]

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The Sweetest Sound

November 13, 2009

The first time I heard it, I was sitting in the front seat my my parents’ car. My dad was driving, and my mom was in the back seat with Madeline. At that moment, no one was talking, and the radio was low. Suddenly, one of the cutest, funniest sounds I’d ever heard came from [...]

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On Your Birthday

November 12, 2009

On your birthday, we wore purple. All of us. On your birthday we bought pretty purple flowers. We ate cream puffs. On your birthday we sang you songs, and we missed you so much we couldn’t breathe. We remembered how much you liked the fudge mommy made last year, how wide your eyes would get [...]

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Maddie's Day

November 11, 2009

Today is not a day to be angry at God Or to mourn the lives we will never lead It is not a day for asking why Or avoiding the places we used to go Today is not a day to fill with distractions Or to spend pretending all is okay It is not a [...]

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