I've read all your magazines, drunk all your tea, sat in all of your uncomfortable chairs and wondered about all the others waiting alongside me...finally not waiting anymore for our little one but back on the road for another.
Soo sorry. I'm alive. We are doing well-aside from a sickness I can't seem to shake. I'm back at work and little ine just started daycare. Life is crazy right now but in a much better way than we were 4 months ago. I promise to write more later.