Yesterday was my Birthday

Hey! Remember when I had that baby? Seven weeks and 1 day ago? And I said that I was working on the birth story? Heh. So here’s what happened: I wasn’t. Those first weeks, it was just too hard. I couldn’t tell the story, or even think too much about it, without crying. I was a mess, and thinking back on it now, I’m not even sure I remember why I felt the way that I did.

I didn’t want to write at all, because what I was supposed to share was the birth story that I never got around to writing. I’m still trying to write it, but my problem now more motivational than emotional. I’m promising myself that I’ll finish it, but I really wish I could have done it weeks ago when it was fresh and raw.

So anyway, I didn’t write. I hardly ever even turned on my computer. I committed to things and people and never followed through. But I’m challenging myself now, because if I don’t I’m afraid I’ll never be able to write, to come back to this.

Here are the things you’ve missed. The things I meant to write about but never did for whatever reason, anyway. I want to share all of this. I will.

1. We sold our house.

2. We moved in with Mark’s parents

….a. For 4 months.

3. We bought a house.

4. I gave birth. (coughUNTOLDBIRTHSTORYcough)

….a. And became a mom.

……..i. Nobody talks about how hard this really is. HOLYCRAP WHY?

5. OMG THRUSH.

6. We moved into the house.

….a. Boxes. So many boxes. Still.

7. I turned 30. (I love 30).

8. Asher got a fever, which freaked me the hell out.

….a. Pediatrician, hospital, blood culture.

….b. On my birthday.

……..i. He’s fine now, almost back to himself.

Oh, there’s more, but that’s all I’m going to commit to tonight. Baby steps, people. GET OFF MY BACK. Also, I’m too busy staring at this picture to focus. But I’ll be back, I promise.

Asher, 7 weeks old. NOM.

With his special lady friend Ivy, also 7 weeks old. Won’t it be cute to show this photo at their wedding?

photos by Beth at Beth Fletcher Photography