I'm Still Fragile...Handle with Care

It may have been three years since we said goodbye to Sammy and Andy...and Ben may be 18 months old...but I still fight those feelings...those same feelings I had both before I was ever pregnant at all and the ones that first year after Sammy and Andy were born and passed.  I still ache for my babies.  I still struggle with being thankful...

There are just some days

There are just some days where I just want to come home and cry.  Today was one of those days.  It was a happy day...but it was also a really difficult day for me.  I struggled a lot.  Today wasn't about me.  It was about celebrating with family and friends.  And about being utterly and crazily happy for a woman in my life who has been one of my greatest supporters over the past nearly 10 years, but most especially the past year.  Shared experiences do that for you, no matter how long ago that shared experience happened.

The P Word

I have been slacking on my posts recently, so now that I have some down time a few thousand feet in the air, I figure it's time to do some catching up.

It seems as though every where I turn, there is someone announcing that they are pregnant.  I've probably said this before, but I will say it again.  I have a really hard time when someone tells me they are pregnant.  I really should just get over it, but truly there is no better word to explain it but jealousy.