trying to stop the wallowing.

I think I’m slowly starting to come back to myself.

I’ve spent the last 4-5 months looking at myself and this entire situation through this foggy, crazy shell.  It’s like I’ve been a ghost, haunting images of pain and devastation, trying to see another way.

But, I have a baby on the way.  A tiny little baby girl.  She’ll be here in about 20 weeks.

Physically, this weight and pain is bad for her. So, I’m trying to seek peace and calmness in this storm.  I’m not saying I’m there yet, but I am clinging to glimmers of hope with all of my strength.

I hope … for her. For Todd. For us.


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