rebel without a cause
Three posts in one day, I know…I’m out of control.
On to my rebellion. I’m wearing snowflake pa*nti*es in the middle of July…just because I can. That’s right. Things are getting crazy around here.
not imitation cheese
this is me
recent posts
- november ketchup
- thanksgiving
- adoption
- send in the mustached clowns
- and, do you have a costume I can borrow for next year?
- dear 11 months – take 1
- six
- life by the letter
- and they didn’t even grade my test
- and then I heard my congested baby snoring on the monitor and all was right with the world
recent comments
- shoeaddict on thanksgiving
- Kelly on november ketchup
- HereWeGoAJen on november ketchup
- HereWeGoAJen on thanksgiving
- Renae on adoption
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baby swiss
blogs I read
- being five
- big mama
- bring the rain
- finding wonder in the mundane
- here we go again
- just the 2 of us
- kelly’s korner
- kingdom twindom
- lifenut
- livin’ in a fishbowl
- ministry so fabulous!
- my charming kids
- reality blurred
- swistle: baby names
- the malones
- the stanfield journey
- words of a life
other stuff
Hey!
How are you? (I mean, really, how are you?) The support group was good; I felt somehow out of place though. Sort of like maybe I’m “over” my loss or something? I don’t know; it was really, really strange. And yeah, it did feel different, because the other two couples there – one was still carrying her dead twin, and the other couple lost their son right after he was born. So it felt like my loss wasn’t as much or something? I don’t know.
Can you pray for me? I am having a really hard time with this girl’s drowning death, to the point where I’m having trouble focusing on what I need to get done and focusing on the kids. I have a friend coming over this morning, but she’s not a Christian so it’s not like I can talk to her about it. We will spend the morning looking at pictures of her beautiful house and having her tell me I need to move from my small one. I guess I’m just not in the mood this morning but I really need to just open up my heart to non-Christian friends. I told her that I would only be available until 12:30, but I feel bad telling her that. Last time she stayed for 8 hours and I was exhausted…trying to think of things to say and trying to keep the conversation going. You know how it is with friends where it’s really easy to be around them, and then others, where, well, not so much? Yeah.
I think I know who you are but mum’s the word.
Rach
p.s. How are you, really? I know you don’t believe this right now, but once your child arrives (however your child arrives), it isn’t easier or better, it’s just, well, different. Keep this email and open it up after you have a baby. You’ll believe me then.