Every now and then, a day rolls around where I feel like Fluffy... as described in a previous post, which you can find HERE.
Fluffy is left free... to stomp around the kitchen, tail held high in the air. I, on the other hand, must act like a civilized member of society... even on days like today. It must be nice to be a cat. I should add however, that if you ask Ryan, he'd probably tell you that I, too, was stomping around the kitchen with my tail in the air just moments ago.
Today, I miss my little Brody. Today is the three month "anniversary," of Brody's birth. I would be, scratch that... SHOULD be 29 weeks pregnant today, and I'm sure I would be antsy, excited, eager to meet my little baby. That time will not come... I wonder, instead, when I will ever feel better about this situation. I wonder when it will ever start to hurt less than it does right now. I wonder if I'll ever stop counting the months since that day...
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
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C.... too funny that our blogs said pretty much the same things, although i wish they said something about how excited we were to be close to 30 weeks... so frustrating... thanks for being my friend!
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