Just don't write in this thing as much as I used to...maybe when the hours change at work, I'll find the want to do it..to do anything, really. Packing, changing all our bills over, etc...such a hassle and it's looming overhead...BUT, I'm so thankful we have a home to be in now, and one to go to. Poor people in the destruction path from the hurricane...I feel so badly for them. Then the asshole looters are out-like people haven't lost enough, these 'people' are taking what's left. There's a special place in hell for them, I guarantee it. Alex gave ideas on what he wanted for my engagement ring and our wedding bands..we picked out what we want-it's beautiful, he did good...but I never doubted he would. *I love you, honey*
Well, we didn't get pregnant last go-round. I figure it's the stress of our schedules and everything going on. Not a whole lot of time or energy for lovin' from either one of us as of late. I obsessed last month, too...I was so upset when the hag showed, I was so sure I was...felt betrayed by my body yet again. To top it off, I made that whole day complete by packing up the baby's room. Everything had been left untouched for months...it hurt badly to pack it up. To put our daughter's ashes wrapped so gently in a box...no one should have to do this, live w/ this kind of pain everyday...
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