Dh is home. The kids are thrilled, but are very good at testing boundaries. The Boy has learned to use "Dada" in reference to his daddy rather than to signify the telephone and/or pictures. The Boy has even started asking for the daddy in the morning, even before the child starts demanding the cats. That's a big deal because that child does so love to torture his fuzzy sisters. I'm very very happy to have my husband home. Life has been a bit of a whirlwind while we try to find a ballance between what needs to be done, what we want to do, and all the adjustments we must fit into place.
While I've been ecstatic about dh's homecoming, I'm also heartbroken for a friend. When she told me she was pregnant a few weeks ago, I was literally in tears I was so excited for her. If anyone in the world deserves more children, it's this friend of mine. She's a fantastic mom. She has always been one of my idols of motherhood. She's fun. She's creative. She's brilliant. She's gentle. She's loving.
Earlier this week, she lost her baby. You'll understand why I haven't felt much like updating. I'm just SO saddened for her. I'm also a little mad at the world right now. Not only did this friend truly deserve another baby, that baby deserved a chance to have such wonderful parents.
My posts will probably be sporadic for a while. I hope you understand.
I promise I'll be back with more of my eccentric insight in the near future.
Until then, here's a chihuahua in a clown costume. Enjoy:
1 comment:
Ah, I love your blog.
Good news, sad news...and a picture of a chihuahua dressed as a clown. :o)
I hope life evens out a little more this week. Reunions, as sweet as they are, can be a little emotionally overwhelming.
I'll say a prayer for your friend.
You are a kindred spirit.
(Jill from the Happy Homefront)
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