One Year On
Today marks the one year anniversary of Liam’s HLHS diagnosis. I remember the awfulness of the morning with crystalline clarity followed by the despairing hours as we waited to be seen by a perinatal cardiologist. I remember how hope was restored by nightfall. I also remember that Christmas was one of the hardest times my husband and I have gone through. Eliza was not yet two, but she was really soaking in the fun of the season and I felt completely torn on how I should feel. I expected myself to buck up and muster some joy for the sake of my daughter, but what I did was pretend during the day and cry in my husband’s arms at night. Today marks the day in which my projections of motherhood were shattered, glued back together, and repackaged into the brave new title of “Heart Mom.” As the saying goes, “Mommin’ ain’t easy.” How little did I know of the difficulty that would be before me. The journey to this place and time has been tumultuous. Like life passing before my...