I've been hesitant to write this post for some time now. Mostly because I ask myself...how can I re-enter the blogosphere like this? I've missed 22 monthly Cael updates, 93 weekend wrap-ups, 35 holidays, a few life updates (moving back to Ohio, purchasing our first house, etc), countless house projects, and at least 2,334,980 pictures. I've had posts waiting in the wings for over a year, that just needed a few uploaded pictures. But...here it is. The story that I have to get out, put it "on the line" as my husband would say, and shout it to the world to get it off my chest.
But first...a picture of my amazing child, splashing in the sprinkler on Mother's Day.
My fingers are on the keyboard begging to write happy things and share pictures of my beautiful family. But this story, is not a happy thing, though we are praying for a happy ending. So, here it goes.....
September, 2014
My beautiful sister Megan stood in front of family and friends to bring Andrew into our family forever. They are the happiest couple on earth. We waited patiently for the wedding during their two-year engagement. We waited for the wedding, because that's when Daniel and I knew we would start trying for another baby.
We tried, and tried, and tried. That sounds like fun, right? I can assure you that it wasn't. We became very tired and frustrated after tracking ovulation, taking vitamins, researching and talking about it constantly. And, of course it is nobody's fault when we had to cry when we said our nightly prayers because nearly every week at least one person would say, "well, you better not wait much longer to give Cael a baby sister". We wanted to shout to the world..."we're trying, damn it!" Cael happened without trying, so we tried that philosophy too.
