Tears, fears and gratitude

I read something this week that made me cry. Something that brought back the fear – the cold, cold fear – that Rob and I faced the first few months of Graham’s life. It was this exquisitely written post over at Blithely Babbling and it made me cry because I have been there. I have clutched my sweet baby to my chest, blinked back hot tears and thought, “Let us alone, he is perfect just the way he is,” even as insidious tentacles of doubt slid over the edges of my heart and squeezed. Check out the rest at: www.donmillsdiva.blogspot.com ...more