this is not the end.

I had “planned” on sharing a DIY tonight will you all, but my heart is heavy and somber tonight. Instead I decided to share a song that I was planning on sharing with you Sunday. It’s one that brings {hope and peace} to my heart. And tonight it seems especially fitting. Today, a friend from our days at Youth With A Mission went to be with Jesus. Just shy of 5 months ago he received news that he had a tumor growing on the stem of his brain. 5 months. There are just no words…

This life here is so fleeting, so swift compared to eternity. Oh thank you Jesus, death is not the end. Thank you that there is life, healing, wholeness and rejoicing to come.

This is truly not the end of us.

reminds me of her.


Hope this lightens the mood from the last post…
Here are some photos that remind me of Eisley and have really minister to us.
(click on photo for source)
Freedom. She is free of pain, suffering. She is healed and free.
This baby reminds us of her so much. She is at peace now and forevermore.
Ted and I both got emotional when we saw this one. WHEW. Someday, Chase will meet his baby sister. I cling to that promise that we’ll see her again someday.
I shared this before, but I just had to share it again. The girl doesn’t remind us of Eisley, but the idea of it does.
Forever apart of me.
This is only half of what I’ve found on that reminds me of her. I’d love to frame them all :)



Today marks one month since the birth of Eisley. I can’t even believe it’s been one month…

Everything in me wishes I could be posting photos of my little girl from her one month photoshoot. Typically one month would be filled with learning every little thing we can about our daughter. Enjoying her every coo and facial expressions and of course sharing them with you.

Instead it’s been one month of inner turmoil, one month of the reality of the loss of our daughter sinking in with each day, one month of letting go of the dreams we had for our Eisley, etc.

This morning I noticed a tweet by a friend on mine. She noted that today is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Rememberance Day where we “remember all babies born sleeping or whom we carried but never met, or those we have held but couldn’t take home, or the ones that came home but didn’t stay. ”

Throughout our journey with Eisley, I’ve met or heard of many who’ve walked a similar road as me. One where we’ve lost a child. It breaks my heart that we have that in common. 

When I heard that today was Pregnancy and Infant Loss Rememberance Day, I wanted to write a post recognizing your loss if you’ve lost a child. And if you haven’t (and I pray you never will) to cherish your time with your babies (in the womb or out).

We’ll see you again soon little ones and until then we are holding that hope very near to our hearts.

I can’t imagine heaven’s lullabies
and what they must sound like
But I will {rest} in knowing, heaven is your home
And it’s all you’ll ever know…all you’ll ever know…

(Glory Baby  by Watermark)

Have you lost a little one? If you want to, please comment so I can be thinking of you. Much love mommas (& daddys).

One week; wishing time would stand still.

It has been one week since we first held our sweet Eisley and had to say our earthly goodbye. I wrote in my journal of how I wish time would stand still. Time is moving forward a lot faster than my heart is healing. I close my eyes and imagine myself holding her for the first time again. Remembering how in awe I was at her tiny hand between my thumb and finger. I can still picture her tiny little Chase-like nose and her beautiful mouth shape and lips. Her tiny soft toes… everything so perfect.

After she passed away Tuesday and we decided to be induced, they told us that is could take a while for my body to deliver, because it just wasn’t time. They told us that there will be changes her body will make immediately and they prepared us for what we might see. They told us that her skin would be lose and could even be falling off and that her features will have changed. I immediately wondered if we should just do the c-section so things would be over quickly. But they reminded me to think about future pregnancies and also the healing process which would be incredibly difficult on top of the loss of our daughter. I couldn’t even believe I had to face these questions right away and to think about being pregnant again… hours after losing her… it was the most difficult thing.

The 3 decisions to choose from for delivery were; one, a c-section. two, induced labor. Or three, go home and wait for my body to naturally go into labor. I knew immediatley 3 was out of the picture. It had only been 2 hours of knowing she had passed and I ached knowing that she was inside of me, but she was no longer alive. No way could I go weeks of waiting for my body to deliver her. And they also told us that Eisley would have a lot of changes during that time. I couldn’t bare the thought of what we might see weeks later.

We choose to be induced. It took 3 days (72 hours) for my body to deliver her naturally but we don’t regret the decision. We we’re able to see our daughter and she wasn’t anything like they had told us.

When I delivered her (which someday I will share about the actually delivery part and maybe soon) I was terrified to look at her. I actually asked them to clean her and dress her before I saw her, because I was so afraid of what I would see. Ted later told me, he was afraid too.

The nurse I had at the time I delivered her said, “Oh Jami, she is so beautiful.” She paused and I wondered if she just had to say that. “She is so beautiful. I was afraid of what we would see since she passed away 3 days ago… but she is perfect.” I just looked at Ted’s expression as he looked down at our daughter and realized, our nurse was right. Ted’s face said it all. She was perfect.

Even no matter what she would have looked like, she would have been perfect to us. Although, I am extremly thankful that it didn’t end up being what they had told us. Thank you God.

One thing that helps me are the photos Ted took of our little Eisley. It felt so strange to pull out the camera in a time like that, but we knew we would want photos of our daughter because our memory may fail us, although I pray we will never forget.

(I may never share all of the photos, just some for now….)

Ted and I both wish we could have had more time with her, but we agreed that any amount of time with her, wouldn’t have been enough. We were only able to keep her with us for a few hours after her delivery because of the changes her body would go through outside the womb. I’ve already shared, but the time we did have with her were that of peace. We felt complete peace as we held our little Eisley and we knew it was right that she was with Him.

We didn’t get a lot of time with her on earth, but I do believe that I will see her again and I will spend eternity with her. Right now she’s hanging out with Jesus and He’s telling her how much she was and is loved by us and by Him.  A friend gave me a photo last night that made her think of Eisley. It is incredible.

It makes the ache inside a little easier when I think of her in heaven. Healed and whole. In the arms of Jesus, who’s showing her the universe.