Wednesday, January 9, 2013

3 Years

I'm pretty sure my Fire is going to die before I finish this. . .

I can't believe it's almost been three years since we stopped TTC. It'll be three years on Friday that the single cell that was to become Kate started on its way. Is it sad that I know the exact date? I can't remember much about life PK (pre-Kate). I take that as a positive. I like my life better now. It's good. I know that if she hadn't joined us, we'd have given up by now.

Gotta run. Mickey Mouse Club House, which worked its way into the nightly bed time routine, is over. It's time for night-night crickets.

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