My Pink Butterflies
My Pink Butterflies is blog about resurrection. The pink part is for me. Because I love pink. Pink is the part of me who went through hell and back and is still here to tell the story. And butterflies? Because butterflies only exist after a complete breakdown and metamorphosis. Death and new life. Butterflies are for the part of me that died and rose again as something new.
Not too long ago our family was pounded by a season of prolonged heartache and hopelessness. My husband and I went through three painful years of unexplained secondary infertility. During that time my husband’s mom passed away after a long fight with interstitial pulmonary fibrosis.
Grief. Depression. Infertility. It was a total shiz show around here for years.
It almost broke me. But it didn’t. Instead it remade me. And I am ready to let it all out.
Here you’ll find me writing about:
- Momming while disorderly, anxious, and nerdy
- My ROMANCE obsession
- Infertility (lessons, battle scars, support)
- The antics of my children…and my husband
- Books…books, books, books
- Messy, crappy, beautiful life
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