Living. And loving. And hurting.
I don’t know where to begin. It’s Thursday already. Where does the time go? I have to work again on Saturday. I feel like I just got home, and already it’s time to go back. We had a wonderful week. Lots of outside/park time, tons if inside family time. Meals at the dinner table. A bunch of cuddles and fun…. Read More
It is 5:55 am. I have been awake for a few hours. I made a good ol’ attempt to fall back asleep, and short of that I decided to get out of bed and eat something. I didn’t eat very well yesterday. I can hear Ronan coughing in his room, and it’s breaking my heart. My throat hurts so… Read More
I’m finding it harder and harder to believe how little time we have left before this baby girl arrives. I’m also thinking very optomistically – 40 weeks or further. Realistically, if I go before then, I have less time than I am banking on. Ronan woke last night at 4:30 am. I left him in his room and watched him… Read More
… and totally adorable. I wont write much in this post either! Hah. Ronan is sitting next to me, entirely naked and still wet from a mid-afternoon bath he requested. Of course, he’s playing with his wiener. No diaper? That’s okay, there’s a toy between your legs! Boys. Let me say, quickly, that one should never expect the best case… Read More
It’s been quite a few days since I’ve written, and that leaves me where it usually does… a whole lot of stuff to say, and no idea what to actually SAY. I got 9.5 hours of sleep last night, and I feel like a million bucks. I had some contractions…okay, lots of contractions the last couple of days that started… Read More
When Ronan wakes first thing in the morning, he wants to be held for a while. And he gives kisses. Lots of kisses. Any moment when Ronan is asleep and I am awake. Like right now. Holding hands with my husband while we’re sitting on the couch enjoying a show together. Walking out of the grocery store realizing it was… Read More
