It just so happens that I forgot to mention one major culprit in my emotional drama of last week: Miss Flow. While I am grateful for this physical reminder of my fertility, I can’t exactly gush about how she messes up my emotions. Everything seems much more dramatic when she visits.
I recovered a bit of my spice over the weekend. Your comments were a gigantic help in reminding me of the support group I have. As much as days like those suck, it feels less overwhelming when I know that other people can relate. Reading your comments while drinking Diet Dr. Pepper certainly alleviated much of the sadness I felt.
In case I forget how incredibly lucky I am, let me list a few things that made me smile this weekend.
Watching this little girl canter and twirl around our living room.
Feeling her sweet, slobbery kisses on my cheek.
Smiling as she sings little songs about me, Ben, and her little brother.
Tickling his numerous rolls.
Listening to his little baby noises.
Feeling like the greatest mom in the world as he smiles and laughs when I walk into the room.
Finally, all of you. Your kind words of support. Your wise suggestions. Your digital hugs. I really am a lucky gal.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.