A new month always brings about fresh energy for me.... and August is no exception, for it's signaling a new time of hope.
Last month I had another surprise pregnancy and a not so surprising miscarriage. It's hard to know what to say about it all. I was blessed to see the smallest of heartbeats and then a day later, it passed. I felt knocked to the ground and I didn't know how to get up. It just didn't seem fair after all the drama with the ectopic pregnancy last year... I know that there's a reason for all of this, I just don't know what it is.
I've been spending my days running. I disappear for hours on the trails, by the water, on the streets trying to process it all, but the hurt, sadness and confusion that I am running from are never completely gone. Before the pregnancy, I honestly thought I could say that I was done having children, but then that heartbeat changed it all. At dinner one night, my lovely 3 year old Nico pointed to the 6th chair at the table and asked whose seat that was and I didn't know what to say.
I'm feeling ready to move on now. I have my three beautiful boys and a loving husband who fill me with such joy, I feel shameful for wallowing in sadness. Things have fallen off kilter in our home and I want to get back on the journey that I had envisioned for our family. My wonderful husband has had his challenges with his work and gratefully in a week, he'll be starting a new job.
So this week, this new month is a time of renewal. With Ivan home, we are setting the groundwork to get back where we want to be- as fully mindful parents. My family is so precious to me, I can't keep dwelling on the half empty glass... for it's not even half empty... it's filled with love.
Thanks for allowing me to share this with you. You are all such lovely, dear, treasured friends who assist and support me through so much of this journey of motherhood and I've truly missed you.
All my love,