My (ex)husband and I struggled with infertility for 9 years. After countless surgeries, medicines, procedures and finally, IVF, we became pregnant in March of 2017.

Our little miracle was born, quite fittingly, on Thanksgiving day 2017. He was absolute perfection. He had his momma’s temper and his daddy’s stubbornness, but when he giggled…..oh my. The world stopped. There was just no better sound in this world than his laugh, and no better sight than his smile.

On April 3, 2018, we received the call that no parent should ever have to get. Our little miracle was found unresponsive during his nap at daycare. To say our world was shattered is an understatement. There is nothing more painful in this world than having to kiss your child’s lifeless body goodbye. There is no emptiness quite like coming home to a house without Lincoln in it. There is nothing as soul crushing as having to call friends and family members and actually SAY the words “Lincoln passed away.” 

After months of soul searching, we decided to start a non profit. My #1 goal is sharing Lincolns story and keeping his memory alive. Our mission is to help and inspire the bereaved to grieve, those trying to conceive, and all families in between.

I want to be able to donate OWLET socks to as many families as humanly possible. I want to be able to help grieving families buy headstones for their babies. I want to help with funeral costs. I want to help with IVF costs and resources and knowledge. I want to help. Period.

I have been told that my non profit won’t make a big difference. That we will probably do “ok” locally. But my vision is bigger. This will be a nationally recognized non profit. This page will get a million followers. You will see me on Ellen, or Oprah, sharing Lincolns story and talking about the thousands of families we have helped. If there’s one thing I know, it’s that we will change lives.