Thursday, January 20, 2011

12 weeks.

I haven't felt very well lately. My sweatpants, bed and bathroom are my three favorite things right now. Okay and the refrigerator, but when isn't that one of my favorite things?

I've finally gotten around to blogging the last couple of months/events in our little world.
I must admit, the past months have been bittersweet. I tried for awhile to get pregnant and it finally happened!...But at a time when my dear friend lost her baby. I feel I wouldn't be honoring her and her baby Miles (and frankly just telling the truth) if I didn't include that while we are excited, it is also not as I would have wanted it.
And there isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about that.

I read a blog the other day of a woman who lost her baby at two days old. She said throughout all her trials she has learned that one person's joy can be another person's trial and we all must be sensitive to that. I couldn't agree more. When we were trying and couldn't get pregnant it seemed like once a week a friend would call and say they were expecting. While I was genuinely happy for them, it would also bring about feelings like there was something wrong with me or like everyone else was moving forward in the game but me.

So while I am happy to announce that we are pregnant and expecting in early August, I am also deeply sad about Holly's loss, and aware that this can be a sensitive time in people's lives. The old cliche, "You never know what someone else is going through," has never seemed more relevant in my life. I am not perfect, but I'm trying to be more aware of other's feelings and situations.