Why we never take a single breath for granted
Respiratory ailments never bothered my husband, Randy, or me in Fort Worth, Texas, where we grew up. Columbia, South Carolina,…
Articles by Helen Baldwin
In loving memory of a special SMA queen who left her mark
It seems like yesterday that our family was eagerly anticipating the addition of our third baby. On May 18, 1997,…
Finding good in our rare disease story may not be so rare
This time 27 years ago, I was entering the third trimester of an unplanned pregnancy. My husband, Randy, and I…
Pushing for something positive after our baby’s SMA diagnosis
Although I rarely have a chance to read the work of fellow columnists here at Bionews, the parent company…
Hip replacement recovery prompts memories of my late son’s diagnosis
My husband, Randy, and I sat across from the pediatric neurologist, eagerly anticipating his opinion of what was affecting our…
Even an abscessed tooth extraction prompts genuine gratitude
At a routine dental cleaning over a year ago, the dentist informed me that a molar with an old root…
SMA, Beckwith-Wiedemann syndrome, and a happy ending
The first surprise our third baby, Jeffrey, delivered was his mere appearance. In 1997, my husband, Randy, and I juggled…
Holiday memories, both sweet and bitter — and bittersweet
My days growing up in Fort Worth, Texas, are chock-full of fond memories, like waiting in line at Mrs.
Finding respite in a comfortable couch and an overstuffed chair
Because my husband, Randy, and I had neither furniture nor money when we got married, we lived in furnished…
The end of daylight saving time leaves the barn doors open
I don’t know what it is about the end of daylight saving time that rustles my brain when the…