Thank You to everyone for your kind words after my last post. I really appreciate it!

Got an extra dose of cuteness tonight from Thing One. (Btw, I have decided to refer to the children as The Cat In the Hat, Thing One and Thing Two. Dr. Suess has more than a few good ideas!) I was drying her hair and . . .

E: "My eyes is almost blind."

Me: "Why's that?"

E: "Because I be poking 'em every day."

And then several minutes later . . .

E: "My nose gets so dry with me sneezing with it every day."

I enjoy her improper grammer soooo much. Eventually we'll work on that, but for now it's too much fun.

Wish it could be a funny post . . .

I am too spent to attempt humor this afternoon, so I suppose I'll just write about what's really on my mind.

Babies. They are everywhere. I think maybe ten or eleven or forty-eight of my friends are pregnant right now. Sigh. I am super happy for them. It's still hard though. I worked in the infant nursery at church for the first time on Sunday. Not only did we have a sweet little guy named Isaac in there, there was also a little boy who was born a couple of weeks before my little one. I felt down the rest of the day after we left church.

I think this is probably normal for our situation, but I can't stop thinking about when we are going to have another baby. And then I imagine the ways we could have a baby besides the obvious. We (I) sent away for a packet on adoption, but the financial side of it is so discouraging. I also asked Ethan what he thought about us finding someone who would be a surrogate for us, and he looked at me like I had grown another head or something. :)

I would appreciate prayers for patience and peace in this; and please don't tell me "well, you have plenty of time". I know this sounds so snotty, but I feel like that's all anyone ever says without knowing how it feels to have had a child die. I know we are young and "have time," but I miss my baby so much, I guess it's hard to be rational.

Dream On

I am having troubles writing anything so far this year. Maybe it's the shiny newness of Facebook, where I can just plop down any old thought that comes to mind in one sentence or less. Maybe it's because I had strep throat and an ear infection last week. Or maybe it's just because I haven't had anything good to share.

Not true. I had a horribly scary nightmare a few days ago. I was dreaming that Ethan and I were asked to help the marching band here in our new town. So we go to the practice, which happens to be a dress rehearsal, and the colorguard (my people), are dressed like VEGETABLES! I'm not kidding. This was their actual costume. I remember seeing a carrot, brocolli spear, and an onion before waking up in a cold sweat.

Does anyone else think that's weird?

Luckily, this doesn't seem to be a recurring nightmare. Maybe it had something to do with the pain pills I was taking for the ear infection. Or maybe I have a deep-seated fear of healthy food.

That's probably it.