I haven't had the wherewithal to post in quite some time, but tonight I feel the word vomit welling up. My days are full, and the nights are long, leaving little time for composing something worthy of posting for the world (at least my little piece of it) to read. Countless entries bounce around in my head, and I wish for a pause button, a voice recorder, a way to keep these thoughts and translate them for posterity's sake. When I started this blog almost two years ago, it was with the intention of imortalizing memories for my child(ren). These words recorded here have also served as a connection to family and friends far and wide, those loved ones we wish could be a more present influence in our lives.
All of the things I want to say sound either too mushy ("These men in my life are the best things that have ever happened to me") or too cheesy ("My firstborn is 2!" "The baby has a tooth!") or both (see previous parentheticals). So for now, I'll say nothing and everything, as I nurse my baby to sleep & pray that the toddler doesn't wake too many times tonight. I have much to cherish these days, and I'm doing my best to remember that I'll miss this all too soon.
