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
Ronan and I have spent the last two days running around like… well, like Leslie Quilter. (Rogers. But you will always be Quilter to me, babe!) This is funny, because Leslie has been nearing the end of pregnancy for ages, hauling her (GORGEOUS) ‘torpedo’ belly around, as well as her toddler. She gets out of the house EVERY SINGLE DAY. … Read More
There you have it. Another long, awful weekend behind me. My life is the series of weeks that happen between weekends. I feel like time goes by so quickly when I realize that there are only 52 weekends in the year, and I feel like I’m always working. I’m thinking of doing a new Monday feature, because I have such… Read More
