tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860287148530447662.post5846400719081241840..comments2023-10-31T10:00:08.379-05:00Comments on Louie and Ace: April is the Cruelest Month.Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03413435867132942300noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860287148530447662.post-80547821036118524212009-01-04T18:36:00.000-06:002009-01-04T18:36:00.000-06:00Hey, girl...saw your comment....and, no, we're not...Hey, girl...saw your comment....and, no, we're not finding out. We'll know when the baby gets here....it's driving everyone crazy, but I found a wonderful sense of peace about it. My body is so busy chasing after one baby and creating another, that I don't have the energy to plan a nursery, shop for clothes, etc. I'll take care of it later....everything is later.<BR/><BR/>Love seeing pics of those adorable boys. Clinton and Ace seem to offer us similar challenges...ALL BOY! Clinton is wearing me out! Hope y'all had a good Christmas.Courtneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07239216955444627758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860287148530447662.post-47621322433088448022008-12-23T22:49:00.000-06:002008-12-23T22:49:00.000-06:00Your post warmed my heart, thank you!Happy Holiday...Your post warmed my heart, thank you!<BR/><BR/>Happy Holidays!<BR/><BR/>Hugs Anna & AvaJewelAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02830265393110562847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860287148530447662.post-26506321538257915332008-12-22T16:44:00.000-06:002008-12-22T16:44:00.000-06:00I am still dipping my toes into groups wondering w...I am still dipping my toes into groups wondering which one I will fall into, haven't found it yet.Teshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15788720547065096655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860287148530447662.post-45526172951828226952008-12-22T11:59:00.000-06:002008-12-22T11:59:00.000-06:00Sometimes I forget I am grieving, anymore. A coupl...Sometimes I forget I am grieving, anymore. A couple weeks ago I just cried and cried and couldn't figure out why. My boss had to remind me. I have just become so USED to it. <BR/>Love your posts!<BR/>xoxo<BR/>AmyAmyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17516817466844602132noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860287148530447662.post-34269894400960045872008-12-20T09:00:00.000-06:002008-12-20T09:00:00.000-06:00This was a beautiful post. I found your blog from...This was a beautiful post. I found your blog from another.. and I wanted to comment. I have two kids with autism (now teens) so I been through quite a bit, and this post brought me back many years ago. I think your description of grief is true, you have moments of pure joy, then frustration and crying...Hollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10590648520881407651noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860287148530447662.post-26882205496594890512008-12-20T08:43:00.000-06:002008-12-20T08:43:00.000-06:00It's funny how our "new normal" becomes so...well,...It's funny how our "new normal" becomes so...well, normal. If you stop and listen to yourself and watch what you are doing, you realize it must seem bizarre to other people. I am always telling Erik to chew, chew, bite, bite...because he still doesn't know how to eat a sandwich without choking. I just went back and read a few blog entries about me taking him to the playground, and it broke my heart. <BR/><BR/>Thought I'd share my fave quote on grief. It really never goes away, does it?<BR/><BR/>She was no longer wrestling with the grief but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a sharer in her thoughts. <BR/><BR/>~George EliotNancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15752344076797977728noreply@blogger.com