Feeling our way

The early days of bringing our daughter home were wonderful yet stress filled at the same time. My fear of not being able to cope after so many years of being childless loomed large at this point. I had spent years bemoaning my lack of children yet that very lack afforded me the ability to do pretty much as I pleased without thought to the logistics of a child. Would I cope with being responsible for a small person, for being their constant, basically their whole world. In the main I found being a Mum really easy but there were small things that upset the proverbial apple cart.

How to make me cry

Sometimes you click on a link and you end up surfing a wave to a very unexpected place. I did that tonight.

I started at twitter clicking on the home page of @Seraphim75, As I read her latest tweets about her husband's uncle I clicked on her blog link.

Angels

I tweet.

I'm a twitterholic.

While flying through twitter one day I ran across some people that looked interesting and I began following some of them. There were two that I struggled with following though. @mumto2angels and @TheNDM. Why did I struggle with these two tweeps? Just my emotional silliness I suppose. When I read "Mumto2angels" I couldn't help but think of my sons. While I've never referred to the sons I lost as "angels"

I have another blog

Some things aren't fun, they aren't about me becoming a parent... so I'll post things here.

Anything, everything and Whatever's in between

I posted about why I disappear sometimes in this post

It's all coming back to me...

Like what they say about riding a bicycle, after a minute it comes back to you but you don't have that same confidence.

I spent years working to become a Mother with a child again and once I did I felt more scared then I ever had. I knew I could cope with losing children but could I cope with raising one?

Jan 4th

Slightly off topic.