Movin' On

I miscarried about ten days after my last post. I was a wreck for a while, but I'm much better now and understand that everything happens for a reason. I have gotten past the hard parts and really am fine, and I feel good about where everthing is in my life. I still have the World's Cutest Irishman, we are still happy, and all I care about is what is happening today. Not tomorrow, not in nine months. In a sense, I am relieved because I am a bit of a planner, and the times that I have been impulsive about massive life decisions (say for instance, marriage), it has blown up in my face. If and when a baby comes along, I want to be as ready as I can. As excited and thrilled as I was at the prospect of becoming a mom, I am still reveling in my "new life," such as it has been since last fall, and I still want time to just bask in the here and now.