Somehow, I managed to sleep through the past seven weeks of summer. An unexpected hibernation. I'm sorry for worrying some of you. Please know I have appreciated every phone call, email and letter. It wasn't fair to wait so long to post, especially after the bridge disaster (that was not five miles from my home) got world-wide attention. We are all fine. In fact...we are GREAT! And I'm thrilled to share our happy news that I've been wiped out because I am pregnant.
But it's been one of those pregnancies where I've been holding my breath, worried that it won't last, scared to believe in the possiblity of a second child. My story is similar to that of another blogger, one who is better at voicing her frustration over her losses than I was ever able to. In fact I feel as though we have been in and out of pregnancy at the same time over the past year and a half. So I celebrate with her as we have both passed into the second trimester.
February 14th is my due date. I'll be delivering by c-section around two weeks before then. But how sweet. I will always think of this as my Valentine baby.
What's up with all the paper cranes? Almost two years ago when I had to have surgery to end a miscarriage that wasn't going properly, my doctor suggested a second surgery to remove the grapefruit sized fibroid from my uterus. The hope was to make a future pregnancy less of a risk. While I was recovering, I craved hand work, but all I could manage at the time was folding these peace cranes. I set out to make a thousand, so my wish could come true. I didn't make it too far and eventually went back to my other passions.
So since my last post...eeeek! Almost TWO months ago! I haven't had many creative moments. I did have some work on my calendar and travelled to Los Angeles and to Denver where I managed to sleep-work more than actually work. With the help of dear friends I was able to get through it. I had to train poor neglected Peanut to watch television so I could pass out on the sofa for most of the day. Now he's a Curious George junkie and I'm regretting it terribly!
In my awake moments, I went back to folding the peace cranes. Again, it was all I could handle. In some small way, I felt a sense of accomplishment. With each crane I was able to make another wish for a healthy baby. And I'm finally able to believe in it.
I'm starting to come around. Feeling some energy and even getting out for walks. I certainly have a lot to catch up on and think I can ween myself back into living my life again. One place I am far, far behind is computer time. I would check my work email from time to time, but that was it! I miss seeing what you have all been up to. When Mimi and I last met, she told me about Bloglines which I then suscribed to and right now I'm a little scared of it. Try to imagine what two months of unread posts looks like...you will all keep me busy this weekend as I intend to catch up on my reading. Forgive me in advance for commenting all over your blogs.
One last photo...a significant moment in parenting. Peanut started pre-school yesterday. I cried terribly...must be the hormones.
