Friday, December 18, 2009
I often wonder how much to share with all of you. I worry, probably too much, about pushing you away through complaining and sharing harder and darker times. I want this place to a light and lovely part of your day and never something you find difficult to engage in. But, I have found, that this little community that has developed is one that is unusually important to me. It's such a supportive and caring group of folks that show up everyday, that it seems wrong not to share this kind of thing. And I've always been one that finds healing though sharing. And here so here I go.
I am having surgery today. For the past month my body has been working on miscarrying a surprise pregnancy. And after lots of blood work and several ultrasounds my doctor tells me that my body can't do this on it's own. The pregnancy was ectopic and I need surgery.
It's sounds like a minor surgery. It will take about an hour. I will be in and out the same day and will be back to my regular crafting shenanigans before I know it. And although I know it's minor and I although I trust this doctor more than I can tell you, the words "sedation" and "incision" still give me the willies. Honestly, I'm scared.
But also feeling so lucky. I must have tucked and re-tucked my boys' blankets around them 75 times last night. I just can't get enough of their small and busy limbs. Their uncontrollable and contagious giggles. And just how very jam-packed and over-pouring with life both of them are. I am a goner for those two.
So, my friends. That's the scoop.
Now I'm off for some serious snuggling, a good start to this difficult day.
Posted by Dave at 7:29 AM