Hair wisps over her ears and into her eyes, straight and the color of straw. Her hands are fat…
[Note from Tilly: Finding myself pregnant at Christmas for the third time, I’ve committed to do a short advent devotional…
click here to read BIRTH STORIES, PART 1: NORAH Agnes Even in the haze of love-drunkenness that I experienced for Norah’s…
I’ve been meaning for three months to write out the birth story of little Agnes, but somehow not gotten down…
By Tilly Dillehay “It’ll hit you like a train,” they’ve told me. “When it begins, you’ll know.” “Nothing in…
