the healing powers of the sun

I haven't really committed to blogging...as you can see by my single, sad (literally) post this past winter. Whenever I've thought of blogging, I wanted a happy blog filled with beautiful photos of homemade ice cream and brand new strawberries plucked from the garden. I don't make ice cream and I don't have a garden. I do have a pretty sweet life overshadowed right now as I gradually come out of the sadness of the miscarriage. Soon we will pass the due date for the baby we lost, I am hoping that brings closure. Until then I still keep looking at other pregnant women thinking, I could have been that big right now, I could have been melting in the 40degree heat wave while waddling around in a maxi dress and trying to convince my two-year old that he really can walk and need not be carried. On the other hand, I find myself very happy for each moment that I get to enjoy with my one kid. I do hope he won't be an only child but I also appreciate spending time with him at this age and not having to juggle two. On the upside, he'll be older when he gets a baby brother or sister and so maybe it will be easier on him. He gets a lot more time solo with mom and papa. We all get lots of sleep and we've been traveling a lot. We have so many amazing conversations and cuddle sessions that I wouldn't change for all the world.