cuz my mother told me to
I'm not feeling very 'posty' but since it's been a long time since I posted a public entry (as my mother pointed out), here it is.
I think I've got everything organized for our day tomorrow; childcare lined up, dance clothes in backpacks, lunch made, etc. I'm disappointed to miss the girls' first day of dance class but it will be so nice to be alone with Jack. He has reminded me that we have yet to have properly celebrate my graduation, so maybe there will be a quiet lunch in a sit-down restaurant for the two of us tomorrow.
I've talked with Kim a few times since she left. She's doing well, seems happy, is settled and enjoying herself. Every night since she left as I've headed to bed I realize, "She's not coming home tonight." I won't be half-listening for the front door to open, I won't notice the light on under her bedroom door when I go upstairs to bed, and her late night shower won't wake me. Yeah, I miss her, but having her where she is, doing well, feels....ok.
I went through some boxes and bins of clothes in storage and pulled out stuff that once belonged to Kim and/or Julia and will now fit Julia and/or Charlotte. It's funny to see Charlotte in Julia's old clothes, and ditto for Julia in Kim's old t-shirts. They are both thrilled to have 'new' clothes; it's really adorable. Julia grabbed one of Kim's shirts, ran out to the living room and came back to where I was in her room and told me, "Yep, this IS the shirt Kim was wearing when we had our picture taken with Abby!" Ouch, my heart. I almost wanted to take that shirt and tuck it away somewhere so that it would never wear out. Sometimes the desperation I feel to preserve Abby's memory is surprising, even to me.
I haven't heard a peep about my MRI. Three of my doctors all would have received a copy of the results so I assume no news is good news?
Less than two months until I go to Vegas. I'd like magically lose 50 lbs and turn that fat into US dollars but, that's not going to happen.
Midwifery adventures continue/begin for my peeps this week. Still the bittersweet feeling when I read about it, but they are all where they should be right now, as am I.
And right now, I need to be on the couch with my husband to watch a movie :-)
(Ok Mom, happy now? That one was for you and Auntie Angela ;-)
I think I've got everything organized for our day tomorrow; childcare lined up, dance clothes in backpacks, lunch made, etc. I'm disappointed to miss the girls' first day of dance class but it will be so nice to be alone with Jack. He has reminded me that we have yet to have properly celebrate my graduation, so maybe there will be a quiet lunch in a sit-down restaurant for the two of us tomorrow.
I've talked with Kim a few times since she left. She's doing well, seems happy, is settled and enjoying herself. Every night since she left as I've headed to bed I realize, "She's not coming home tonight." I won't be half-listening for the front door to open, I won't notice the light on under her bedroom door when I go upstairs to bed, and her late night shower won't wake me. Yeah, I miss her, but having her where she is, doing well, feels....ok.
I went through some boxes and bins of clothes in storage and pulled out stuff that once belonged to Kim and/or Julia and will now fit Julia and/or Charlotte. It's funny to see Charlotte in Julia's old clothes, and ditto for Julia in Kim's old t-shirts. They are both thrilled to have 'new' clothes; it's really adorable. Julia grabbed one of Kim's shirts, ran out to the living room and came back to where I was in her room and told me, "Yep, this IS the shirt Kim was wearing when we had our picture taken with Abby!" Ouch, my heart. I almost wanted to take that shirt and tuck it away somewhere so that it would never wear out. Sometimes the desperation I feel to preserve Abby's memory is surprising, even to me.
I haven't heard a peep about my MRI. Three of my doctors all would have received a copy of the results so I assume no news is good news?
Less than two months until I go to Vegas. I'd like magically lose 50 lbs and turn that fat into US dollars but, that's not going to happen.
Midwifery adventures continue/begin for my peeps this week. Still the bittersweet feeling when I read about it, but they are all where they should be right now, as am I.
And right now, I need to be on the couch with my husband to watch a movie :-)
(Ok Mom, happy now? That one was for you and Auntie Angela ;-)