More joy, less shame

Okay, I am going to be honest and candid here. I have spent the last week trying to figure out if I was pregnant. There were more than a few signs. I was exhausted, my sense of smell was crazy sensitive, instead of feeling hunger I wanted to throw up, I was rather late. Those of you who know me know that I can't stand being in limbo, thus I was going insane.

Well, yesterday everything went back to normal and the universe sent me the big "no" sign. Yes, I'm a little sad, but also okay. I'm now motivated to get some things accomplished before the real thing happens, but really it would have been okay either way.

This whole blogging thing is interesting because it is ridiculously difficult to talk about anything if your mind is on one thing only, even if it is the hardest thing to share. But, it's easier to type of the word miscarriage than it is to say it out loud.

The great news? Even though it is three years late, we are finally seriously talking about the honeymoon...