Wow, I can’t believe it’s March already. The time is really flying. I wouldn’t have expected it, being February was H’s month off school. I expected time to go a lot slower, somehow. Thankfully, it didn’t.
But now we’re at March. And it’s no small secret how I feel about the month. The short of it is: Not good. March and I have this thing between us. It’s not real pretty. I don’t particularly like it and it definitely doesn’t care for me. I could go on and on about the hows, whys, wheres and such. But that horse has been beat dead before and I’m not going into it.
I woke up this morning with a nagging disconcerted feeling. I finally realized it was because it was MARCH. But this year, I’m hoping for a blessedly uneventful month. Nay, a GOOD month. After all, I have the ultrasound next week. And Harry’s going back to school. And I’m sure there’s more I just haven’t thought of yet. So lets hear it for a happy month!
Please??
This is me. I'm a thirtysomething stay at home mom to three kids. For years I was a stay at home mom to one kid and trying very hard to have more. It took a LONG time (ie: 6 1/2 years), but finally Liam arrived and charmed us with his blue eyes and ginormous, round head. Then we got a shock: I was pregnant again and this time it was a GIRL. Our hearts and home are full at last and now that we're done having babies, we get to relax (snort) and watch them grow (not too fast now, you hear?). Thanks for coming by, feel free to dip into my archives, read my About and History pages (just don't do Jackson's Story without tissues!) and make yourself at home.
