I have looked at this blog, this empty page so many times over the past year. Started to write and stopped. Phrased a sentence in my head and deleted it again. I just...didn't want to put anything down until the danger was, at least, mostly past.
So, life is back to normal. Wonderful daughter, healthy baby boy due in a bit less than three months. Amazing huzby who is doing so well. Managing swim lessons and getting ready for summer, which is keeping me super busy. Planning two fundraisers and adding on teaching a sewing class. And, of course, getting the house ready for the new addition - a lot of stuff? Yes.
But damn, I am happy it is all good. Lucky (20)13.
This weekend's focus: house prep. It is ASTOUNDING the amount of crap we have accumulated. When we cleaned out my parent's house, we ended up with a lot of stuff in the "we shouldn't just get rid of that, we will go through it later" category. Almost 6 years gone, later has caught up with me. SO MUCH STUFF. We had a yard sale in the fall where we sold/sent remainder to Goodwill a full first floor worth of crap. Over the holidays, we gave away the final few unwanted wedding gifts (married in '06!) in White Elephant exchanges. I found someone who had a baby girl and really needed clothes - then gave them 5 trash bags full of pink frills to keep her fancily dressed through age 2.
The living room is full of bags of stuff, headed to here, there and Goodwill again. There are quite a few more boxes upstairs for me to go through - but there is an end in sight. I have moved all my sewing stuff to the dining room in the hopes I can make a bunch of projects and use up fabric...which is going very slowly. The class should help, though.
Writing has gone slow, but this new laptop (WHEEEEE) is helping. Also, I feel like once I get the house down to its essentials, I won't feel so overwhelmed with things to do all the time, and can take the time to sit and write. I have added to my outline for my book - and changed the storyline significantly - but way too much still sits in my head instead of the typed page. My plan for the summer: set up Penny and Baby ? on the deck to play/sleep, pull out the laptop, and write to my heart's content (with a glass of wine by my side in the evenings...I miss relaxing with a drink, especially when going through all this old crap and deciding what to part with).
But for now...I can take a breath. After the tight-chest that comprised most of 2012, it is a wonderful feeling.
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