So my menses finally returned, after almost a year and a half reprieve. It’s just as fun as I remember. Skye is just over 5 months and I stopped pumping a week or two ago, so it makes sense. It also makes me think back to the last time I had it, and ultimately back to when we first started trying to conceive. The time it takes to think about this, and the little memory flashes that go with it, do not do the length of time justice. It was 3 years ago, on our honeymoon in Hawaii. I remember we were driving up a windy road to a black sand beach and I was a little nauseous, thinking, This is it! I was so extremely ignorant of the womanly processes, but also very eager to have a baby, that I actually thought I could be pregnant on the honeymoon, from the honeymoon. I was quickly educated over the next few months as we bought a thermometer, cycle calender, and the like. All that is left of that time is the agony of getting my menses month after month, endless waiting for everything, and thinking that it would never, ever happen. Well, that and the Beautiful, Perfect Baby Girl we were blessed with. I hate to think that this precious time with her right now will one day flash before my eyes in a matter of milliseconds.
You have gone through so much that I can not even imagine. Even though many things are a very different experience for you than it was for me, I completely relate to the time thing. For me to think back to this time last year is just crazy, Wesley was not even walking or talking yet. It’s hard to imagine him like he was sometimes, and I can not even begin to think what he will be like next year this time. She is growing so fast!
Awww… look at my little couch potato… loungin, and watching TV in her sweat pants.
All she needs now is a beer, some chips, and a droopy eye.