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My sister bought him this backpack for his 2nd bir

My sister bought him this backpack for his 2nd birthday.

It has a frog on the front. Its eyes sit above the fly shaped zipper—and when he puts it on his back, I’m sure that frog is smiling at me.

I love his backpack. My guy does too.

It stayed in his closet for a while. He was too little; it was too big.

Eventually, we filled it with crayons and Play-Doh and other small trinkets for church and his sisters’ school activities.

He lugged it through pews and gymnasiums, soccer fields and basketball gyms.

And when his first year of preschool began, we dumped out old toys and broken crayons and filled that backpack with a water bottle, pencils, and an extra pair of pants (just in case).

The preschool teachers recommended a bigger backpack for his 2nd year of Pre-K. “For all the art projects,” they said. But my guy wanted to keep his frog for another year—I did, too.

His backpack was heavier this fall. Each day we’d look through it and pull out new treasures.

Homework with his name written on the front.
Library books with trucks and dinosaurs and faraway galaxies he wanted to explore.
Pine cones and rocks he discovered at recess.
And every so often, a special craft.

“I made it for you, Mom,” he’d show me proudly. “Do you love it?”

Always.

He’ll put on his backpack for the last time this week. My sweet boy, my baby, my last-born, will finish preschool on Thursday.

“I’ll need a bigger backpack for kindergarten,” he tells me.

He’s right.

I asked him if he’ll miss it.

He thinks he might. I know I will.

So, it’s goodbye Mr. Frog.

Goodbye sticky kisses.

Goodbye preschool teachers.

Goodbye story time on the colorful rug.

Goodbye morning drop-off hugs.

Goodbye Spider-Man water bottle.

Goodbye sticks and rocks and pine cones.

Goodbye my baby.

He’ll be a big kid soon. Kindergarten will start in a blink. But I’ll always remember that little boy, his smiling frog backpack, and the little years we loved so much together.
✍️ @leslielmeans (founder of Her View From Home)

Throughout the pregnancy after loss journey, there

Throughout the pregnancy after loss journey, there is a constant inner battle of wanting to over document your pregnancy and the anxiety of wondering if this bump pic will be your last.⁣
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This would be my last bump pic before our second son made his entrance.⁣
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This is the first time we experienced the beginning of the third trimester.⁣
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This is the first time we experienced the pregnancy waddle.⁣
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This is the first time we experienced me losing the site of my toes.⁣
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This is the first time we experienced taking maternity photos, even though it was with IVs and outside of the hospital.⁣
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While we were grateful to experience and get to the third trimester, what this didn’t mean to us yet was survival and we still grieved the experiences we didn’t get to have.⁣
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Pregnancy after loss changes the entire pregnancy journey.⁣
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It’s hard to find hope, even if you want to.⁣
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It’s hard to find joy, even if you want to.⁣
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Yet under all of the emotions, there is love.⁣
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Love for your child in heaven and love for the child in your beautiful belly.⁣
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Love is what keeps us going.⁣
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This is Pregnancy After Loss.⁣
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Written by @carterscause

This is what reparenting looks like in my life.⁣

This is what reparenting looks like in my life.⁣
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When she cries, sometimes I want to say, “You’re fine, stop crying.” But then I remember that all emotions are acceptable and I can validate and create a safe space for her tears.⁣
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When she says “No,” sometimes I want to say, “Don’t say no to your mother!” Then I remember that I wasn’t allowed to say no to my parents and how I want to empower her to speak up and set boundaries.⁣
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When she asks “Why?” sometimes I want to say, “Because I’m the parent and I said so!” Then I remember being shamed by our parents or faith community for questions often leads to painful deconstruction.⁣
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When she requires help, sometimes I want to tell her to do it herself. But then I remember I’ve learned it’s ok to ask for help–and that safe people will be a soft place to land for me.⁣
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When she shows strong leadership skills and decisiveness, sometimes I want to call her “bossy” and “strong-willed."Then I remember the years of shame I experienced from being labeled this way as a child.⁣
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Peggy O’Mara said, “The way we talk to our children becomes their inner voice.”⁣
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When my children grow up, I hope and pray I’ve saved them years of therapy and pain. And that through my own work of reparenting, I have helped my children develop secure attachments, strong sense of self, and a deep faith in a loving God.⁣
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Written by @drcamden

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