Cleft Journey

The Real Truth About Putting Your Baby Under Anesthesia // Surgery PART 1

I found myself struggling to suppress the sound of sobs as they wracked my body. Tears streamed down my face and I rolled onto my stomach so they would stop trailing into my mouth and ears. I buried my face into my pillow and cried and cried and cried because I was suddenly face-to-face with a reality I’d been avoiding since I learned of my son’s cleft lip. I could not protect him.


Why It’s Absolutely Okay to Be Afraid of the Dark

"With each of those questions, the certainty that I was doing what I was meant to do faded, replaced by an overwhelming fear. Much like the unspeakable force that pushes my feet into motion just a little bit faster when I leave my basement, I felt my heart pounding harder than its average pace. My mind began churning with them. ... Imaginary monsters."