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Heartbeat – a poem for happy, sad expectant mothers
Last spring as oak leaves finally came in green I stared at them, blue sky between, felt sad about things outside my grasp, no control for what may happen next. But before the spring turned up sad I found out about you one Sunday afternoon. Tucked quiet, happy in my womb, I thought all that’s… Continue reading
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A Bedtime Story of Faith and Motherhood
Not long ago I walked by the bathroom mirror and did a double take. Seven months pregnant and it shows. In November I will give birth for the third time. Yet for about half of my twenties I grieved the reality of infertility and the possibility I would never have children from my womb. There… Continue reading
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Before I Turn 30 – some thoughts
I came home to my son standing soaked in the garden. The sprinklers shooting into the air and falling in that back and forth rhythm. His smile was wide. My husband was watering the sunflowers and soon my daugther, also soaked by garden sprinklers–our little water baby–would come to say hello. I’d hug my happy,… Continue reading
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There Will Come a June (Just You Wait)
Rewind to the June we were neck-deep in infertility and you’ll find me in the photo below. Picking these flowers became such a special part of my summer season which was otherwise marked by the harshness of time. But there would come a day my miracle toddler son and I would go on a walk… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 