Happy New Year!!!
I wont tell you what I wished for at midnight but I bet you can guess.
2011 was not the year of the baby for us. I told DH to call the hospital December 31st to make me up a bed if we dont have a baby by the 31st this year (the kind of bed thats in a padded room). This waiting for a baby thing really feels at times like I have my life on pause. There are a few job related changes I'd like to make but I feel paralyzed because I dont know when/if/where.
This New Years was easier to take then I expected with the social worker position being filled at our agency. She is not full time initially but at least there is someone. I also don't plan on letting her forget about us. I know its ultimately the birthparents decision but the agency does choose which books they present. I will be contacting her on a biweekly basis until the support group gets started again.
New Years Day was busy which is my MO when I want to forget about unpleasant things. I got up, cleaned, ran errands, put dinner together, babysat (we went to the museum so much fun- I never knew how much fun water, bubbles, and fish could be), and had friends over for dinner. DH and I went downtown for appetizers and a drink then kept each other up until midnight and instantly went to sleep. I worked today.
As more time passess I get crankier and try to stay busy thus I'm exhausted and more cranky (I dont think the meds are helping). So in true style I'm going to the hardware store to get the paint for a mural in the nursery. Its full circle since last year we painted the room and put up the trim on new years day. Next year I'll either be in the nursery with a baby or in a padded room without a mind.
Rent- Seasons Of Love ALL Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes, Five hundred twenty-five thousand Moments so dear. Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes How do you measure, measure a year? In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights In cups of coffee In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife. In five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes How do you measure A year in the life? How about love? How about love? How about love? Measure in love Seasons of love. Seasons of love JOANNE Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes! Five hundred twenty-five thousand Journeys to plan. Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes How do you measure the life Of a woman or a man? COLLINS In truths that she learned, Or in times that he cried. In bridges he burned, Or the way that she died. ALL It's time now to sing out, Tho' the story never ends Let's celebrate Remember a year in the life of friends Remember the love! Remember the love! Seasons of love! JOANNE(while ALL sing) Oh you got to got to Remember the love! You know that love is a gift from up above Share love, give love spread love Measure measure your life in love. |
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