Nicole Fitzpatrick
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Yes, you are so proud of your body for carrying a healthy, gorgeous, miraculous baby for more than 9 months and experiencing that most insane, incredible, huge thing that is birth. Yes, mama, you did it. You are a queen. The first seconds, days, weeks are crazy. But once your new normal takes shape, and…
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A year ago today, I tested positive with Liv.W Those 2 lines. You never forget that rush, do you? A pregnancy test does not mean a baby. But a pregnancy test does mean life. And I hold on to dear Liv with gratitude, purpose and commitment.
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Honestly, where do Mamas pee in public? Because I do not know. Family bathrooms are rare. Handicap toilets are… to be found outside of a mall. Changing tables are, at times, only changing tables. Long story short, I have peed with the door open because, well, no choice. No shame.
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came to an end. When? How? Whyyyyyyy? Time is of the essence, and I miss the tiny version of you dearly already. But baby baby baby Liv. You are precious and seeing you grow every day, really every day I feel you keep changing, has given me so much purpose. Simple, predictable routine. Simple activities.…
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I never was a morning person, but Liv reminds me to start the day, every day, with a smile. Because she does. The most heartfelt smile. The most beautiful one I have ever seen. Mahal kita anak, you teach me the essence of life.
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My grief and my joy can coexist. And they should. There is no other way for this mother to love fully. completely. 100%.
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Still can’t believe how I am keeping you alive. But I am. So well. It is not just you that’s growing.
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When your husband buys you a new Trenchcoat (so sweet!!!) and you do everything to avoid getting a stain… Just to spill some coffee on it on the first day. The culprit? Handling the pram with groceries with one hand and holding the cup in the other. I should have seen this coming. Accept your fate,…
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It is easy to get caught up in the busy nothings of everyday life. But that morning smile. That morning hug. That morning cooing. Even that morning poo. Liv is life. Literally. And she reminds me every morning to seize the day. To be grateful for the new day. To be present and to live…
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At first, it was eerie to see Liv’s brain breathing through her blowhole on the top of her head. So sensitive, so tiny, so weird still forming. Now, it is gone… and I miss it already. Time is of the essence, and I know I capture it all, but why does the newborn stage fly…
noumama 