Paper Whiskers

A year ago, today

A year ago, today, I found out I was pregnant.

It wasn't meant to be, and life went on. But it's been a year, and I have been thinking about it a lot lately. Not the miscarriage, specifically. Just the idea of having babies and raising kids.

I want to hold our baby in my arms and not feel afraid and awkward; because I'll be 100% sure that this tiny body is made for them.

I want to raise a child and see who they turn out to be.

I want to take hundreds of photos in one week, and not have to justify why.

I want to see if we really do end up with a redhead. Praying their temper doesn't match!

I want to watch Eric with our child. I see glimpses when we go to Ohio, and they're maddening, sometimes.

I want to finally be able to relate to all the scrapbooking moms out there.

I want to hear Sesame Street music and a little voice singing along.

But at the same time, it's a major life change that I'm just not ready for. Physically, mentally, and everything else. WE are not ready.

But we're getting there.

"Night and Day" - Mini Book

I participated in Shimelle's Done and Dusted online class in July, and have only finished one, the final book. It's called Night and Day, and covers one week, the last week in July. We were to keep track of our activities, and record them in the book. I kept track for a week, then went back and created the book, so I could pick and choose the best entries. As you read the journaling, you'll see that it was a very good week to do this project. :D

Unfortunately, the story may not have a happy ending, but it's still a neat little book, I think.

Click on the cover photo to view the entire book:

Okay, so I didn't mean to drop off the face of the 'Nets for so long. This is seriously a case of RL getting in the way. In a big freaking way, too. :D I've been saying this a lot over the last two weeks, and I'm probably jinxing myself six ways to Sunday. But I just can't keep it in!

I'm pregnant.

I know. Me. Pregnant.

I'm not sure it's sunk in totally yet. I'm not having symptoms so far, and don't feel any different, but my Mom swears she didn't have any for any of us. So I may get lucky. Knock on wood.

That's not what's keeping me from blogging, though. My workload has exploded in the last couple of weeks, and not in a good way.

Ugh, back to work now.