Wow. I just looked up the last time I posted and it’s been a month. To the day. So, four weeks, I usually blog twice a week… I’m eight posts behind! Eep. Sorry. I probably won’t be making those up, but I will try EXTRA hard to continue from here on out to stay on track.
What’s been up? Well, since you asked… I’ll tell you.
I’ll start with the heavier stuff so we can end on a more upbeat note, sound good? Good. Or goodbye, depending on whether or not you’re ok with a heavy subject.
If I’m remembering correctly, a month ago I got caught up a week early with my brother’s birthday and Natalie’s death date being the same day, the 19th (of March and May, respectively). Coincidentally (ha ha) the waitress of the restaurant we went to celebrate my baby brother’s (at 31!) birthday was named Natalie. I’m still having a hard time with grief. I cannot believe how little time has “healed”. I know there has been some progress because I can at least remember one or two times together that I can actually smile at… in addition to crying but not in place of.
Next up? I’m not sure if I mentioned this before or not… I signed up for Rick Bronson’s House of Comedy – Funniest Person with a Day Job contest. My date is May 2nd, it’s a Tuesday and I’m kinda scared outta my mind… I’m sure it’ll be fine though. As long as I get to working on my material soon!
Third on the agenda. Therapy. I am starting a new type of therapy called A.R.T. It stands for accelerated resolution therapy and is similar to EMDR. It has done wonders for my friend and I figure what have I got to lose?
And lastly, man, this is a hearty post. Nice and condensed. I’m just trying to get y’all caught up so I can start again on Sunday… The husband and I have decided to try for another baby.
I’ve seen and talked with my doctors to figure out how to get my body ready for another go round and it’s been really helpful.
I’m so on top of my blood sugars, I can hardly believe it but I’ve got the needle marks and pin pricks to prove it!
I’ve been going with Tayla and working out twice a week.
Taking a prenatal vitamin, even though the doc thinks it’ll probably take a few months to get all the birth control out of my system and back on a regular cycle again.
The best part? I don’t even have to worry because everyone I know is doing it for me! Ha, wouldn’t that be nice if that’s how it worked?
I’m totally aware that getting pregnant is just the beginning and there are no guarantees. I’m not pinning all my hopes for happiness on this.
It’s more like mothering, in addition to stand-up and writing, it’s what I’m here to do. I feel like that’s what I am meant to do.
If it’s in God’s plan, it’ll happen and if it’s not meant to be… I’m just leaving it up to him.