premature birth

Sarah Kate’s Birth Story: The Epilogue

January 3, 2013

Thank you to all of you who tuned in for Sarah Kate’s birth story. In case you missed it, you can click here for Part 1, Part 2 , and Part 3. I promised you an epilogue, which I’ve written as a series of vignettes, rather than a narrative like the first three parts, and […]

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Sarah Kate’s Birth Story: Part 3

December 27, 2012

I’ve debated for a long time whether to post my children’s birth stories. On the one hand, it feels a bit narcissistic to publish them, but on the other, aren’t all of my posts a bit narcissistic? It does seem from what I’ve read elsewhere that many people enjoy reading birth stories, so in honor […]

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Sarah Kate’s Birth Story: Part 2

December 26, 2012

I’ve debated for a long time whether to post my children’s birth stories. On the one hand, it feels a bit narcissistic to publish them, but on the other, aren’t all of my posts a bit narcissistic? It does seem from what I’ve read elsewhere that many people enjoy reading birth stories, so in honor […]

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Sarah Kate’s Birth Story: Part 1

December 20, 2012

I’ve debated for a long time whether to post my children’s birth stories. On the one hand, it feels a bit narcissistic to publish them, but on the other, aren’t all of my posts a bit narcissistic? It does seem from what I’ve read elsewhere that many people enjoy reading birth stories, so in honor […]

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Counter-Culture: Down Syndrome, Disability, and an Unconventional Life

September 1, 2011

Counter-cultural. It’s not a description I’d normally use to describe myself or my family. I’ve always been pretty conventional (in the way that Southern girls are conventional, with blush and lipstick). I made A’s all the way through high school, graduated valedictorian of my class, and went to college. I obtained a degree in electrical […]

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A Good Thing

April 26, 2011

October 1998: I returned from the pharmacy where I had filled a prescription of horse-sized pain medication; I had swallowed the first bitter pill without water as I walked up the store’s aisle to leave. The doctor had said the pain of miscarriage was like a difficult period, but he was wrong. Desperate for comfort, I […]

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