Tuesday, September 20, 2011

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I should've written this yesterday on the day of the actual event but I was wrapped up in Spencer after a night away from him. So pretend it's yesterday as I say Happy 2nd Anniversary to my husband, my best friend, and the father of my son...the best thing that has ever happened to me. Two years ago, we were engaged, living at the Ol' Kentucky Corral, plain and simple. Fast forward to now...we're married, living at Castle Grayskull, Todd's working at a new place, and we had a baby...the coolest, most loved baby on the planet. Not bad. They say the first 2 years of marriage are the hardest. We've been dumped on a lot, especially in the last 6 weeks with Spencer's issues. But we made it. And hopefully the rest will be a piece of cake. And if it's not, we'll be OK. We can lean on each other. He promised my 60 years so we've got a ways to go.

Happy Anniversary, Weasel! I love you.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

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I'm still alive, though some days it doesn't feel that way. Then other days, there's nothing I'd rather do that read books to my son and listen to him fart in his sleep. It's hard to be in these waves. I guess it's just going to take more time to feel like I used to...but I wish I knew how much. If on August 9th, you told me I would eventually be cracking jokes, leaving the house, and smiling...genuinely smiling, not putting on a front...I would've told you to eff off. Actually, I would've probably smiled and nodded but punched you in my brain using my mind. I am getting better day by day. I'm not totally repaired by any means. I'm still crying. I'm still at odds with a higher power. But I'm not where I was on August 9th. I'm not spending so much time on the bathroom floor. I'm enjoying the moments with my son. He's my best friend. I don't want to miss a minute of his life. Maybe I wish I could fast forward through some things but overall...being a mom beats anything I've ever done, lame and cliche as that may sound. I just need to get my spine sturdy. I'm the one that fights. It's in my programming. Anyway, I know this was baby related and the updates are more common over at 1313 Mockingbird Lane, but I wanted you to know I'm still alive. That's something to be thankful for.