Live, Laugh, Love'tro

All day I've been thinking of just how fortunate we are to have a healthy child. My heart is heavy for specifically those who have to bury their children. Cy and I had an extra special day, wearing our red, thinking of Tripp Roth, as his family said their goodbyes and buried the almost 3 year old who fought a disease almost no one knew about before him. If you haven't heard of Courtney and Tripp, follow the link.. if you have a soul, it'll tug at it.

Tripp Roth's Story

It's true, I hold my baby extra tight these days especially since a friend of mine lost her little girl (8) not more than a month ago. Our days are precious and numbered, our time is invaluable. My mission is to mother. My life has never felt so full of joy as it does now to have Cyan in my life.

I have done absolutely everything in my power to keep him as healthy and to grow him as naturally as I am able to. We parent him solely from intuition and love.

He was born naturally, an unmedicated birth. He's never had an ounce of formula only milk from me. I make the majority of his baby food from organic/whole foods. There's just too much child cancers and such for me to feel comfortable enough to rely on processed/pre-made preservative infested foods. While I understand genetics and that I'm not in control of the universe, it's my job as a mom to provide the very BEST for my child. This I will not compromise for convenience.

Red for Tripp. RIP angel boy.