LJ Herman is a former editor at Love What Matters and lives in Colorado. LJ is a concert, ticket and technology enthusiast. He has seen the Dave Mathews Band over one hundred times and counting.
LJ Herman is a former editor at Love What Matters and lives in Colorado. LJ is a concert, ticket and technology enthusiast. He has seen the Dave Mathews Band over one hundred times and counting.
“He asked, ‘Are you?’ Softly I said, ‘I am.’ I was shaking, crying, and hyperventilating. The baby I wasn’t sure I even WANTED, might not survive. All while thinking, ‘Life would be so much easier without being pregnant.’ I don’t swear much, but I definitely swore in that moment.”
“My flesh convinced me this was the time for me to be a patriot. I looked at her straight in the face and told her she was rude. I left. The same woman was standing there; I walked right up to her.”
“I’m certain I will end up in an ambulance, perhaps in another 7-11 parking lot as my husband dials 911. The panic will take over and I will feel death is imminent. I’ll be left wondering, once again, if I’m dying. This is my prison.”
“You’re happy about being pregnant, but also scared it could end. We know how swiftly things can go from life to death.”
“I am watching my teacher friends talk about making wills. These are not the conversations we normally have in July. We are not healthcare workers or first responders. And for the love of God, do not give them fever reducers so you can send them to school.”
“I needed to taste my mama’s pancakes. I just needed to feel my ‘home,’ and not through the blue light of a screen. I didn’t realize what a release it would be to just pull up in a familiar driveway, knock on a door, and have it open wide.”
‘I woke up feeling off. When I wiped, there was blood. He arrived so tiny, so transparent. We were terrified. I couldn’t cope with being away from him.”
“My first phone call ended in, ‘What just happened? ‘It’s hard to swallow I’m not his first wife, and I will not have his first child. I was blind to it, because I didn’t want to read the sad stories.”
“I have a limited amount of energy, and the world doesn’t care. It’s time to stop endlessly worrying about details we have no control over instead, let’s teach our kids.”
“And then she says it. IT. ‘I’m worried.’ I know what this means. This means things are not good. THIS IS NEVER GOOD. I refuse to let any person touch my sleeping baby.”