Category: Two Plus One = Family

Week in Pictures

This is our mural downstairs in a little nook area outside of the bedroom that would have been for our little one. Being the basement and being beach bums ourselves, the ocean concept was an easy one, so I got some inspirations from some cartoon pictures and went to town with a black sharpie, then coloring those in with some…

Emerging…

I just kept hearing the word “emergence” in my head recently. Where am I going to wake up and make my next move? What will it look like? Do I really need to abide by these self-imposed rules? Or can I just…do what I want to do? Is it okay for me to emerge into this new unfamiliarity of a…

The dreams that you dare to dream…

In an effort to start the slowly-but-surely process of auditing what we have, what we need to minimize, and what we can put away in preparation for scooting off on our next adventure to the countryside next year, I found this pink owl, sitting in the corner with the other stuffed animals that have been gathering dust since we decided…

Ball’s in my court…

Purgatory, that’s kind of how my life has felt, not knowing from one day to the next where the next hit will come from, how optimistic or pessimistic I should be, if I’ve got good things just behind the next bend or I’m about to see more kaka hitting the fan, et cetera. So I stand here, behind the curtain,…

still fractured

“We don’t want to admit to ourselves when we have been victimized because we don’t want to have to feel our vulnerability in the world. We want to go on pretending, just as children do, that we are invincible—that nothing can get us down, nothing can touch us…We not only ignore and blame victims but we expect them to recover…

Rediscovery

I was watching television on a Saturday night, thinking “is this all there is?” and the loneliness enveloping me. It’s what’s made me eat when I shouldn’t, that numbing food addiction that made me say to myself “tonight I’m going to fuck over my body with unkind food choices.” And I get sick and I cry to myself, because it’s…

When Sh*t Keeps Hitting the Fan…

So those of y’all who’ve been reading my blog know what the past 2 1/2 or so years have been like. It hasn’t all sucked, but the combination of 2 IUIs, 6 rounds of DEIVF, miscarriage @ 9 weeks, Ethiopia’s closing of adoptions and losing that opportunity as well, skin cancer surgery, 7+ months of herniated disc injury/recovery, two fender…

Henry

One year ago we saw that second pink line on a home pregnancy test, and our hearts leapt out of our chests, tears running down our faces as we realized that finally, after two IUIs and four rounds of donor egg IVF, we would be parents. At 6 weeks, 5 days, we saw you for the first time and your…