From another chapter
I used to write on a blog that only a few people knew about. Now only a few more people know about this one, but that’s not the point. The point is I had this blog and it was about how I wanted to become a mom but it wasn’t happening. After months of venting pretty much solely to my husband it seemed like an online journal of sorts might be a better outlet. And thus we are still happily married.
Thank you internet.
So from 2008 to to the Spring of 2011 I wrote on this blog, sharing the ups and down of trying to get pregnant, considering adoption and then finally, the twins joining our family. A few months after they were born I decided to stop writing on this blog as, for one thing, I had no time, but mostly because I sensed that a chapter of my life had come to an end. A new and amazing one was beginning, but this sort of secret corner wasn’t the place to share with a wider audience that would surely want to be part of the pictures and video and stories of our new, expanded family.
So in May 2011 I blogged a farewell post and moved back to doing all my writing on this blog. Over the next year the blog got moved and then somehow split into two and for a time I thought I had lost the last several months of posts. Which broke my heart as it was when I had been writing about life with newborn twins, and their birth story. But just this week, while searching some old emails I came across one from the company that had originally hosted the blog, with a link that unearthed the hiding place of these lost posts.
As I read through them again it was like finding an old diary that brought to life those feelings: finding out we were pregnant, finding out it was twins, wondering how and when to tell everyone else, the emotions I felt and the thoughts I had in the moments after they were born. It was a real gift to have these records back.
And so I’m thinking I’d like to share some of them here, on this blog. Not all of it (no need to repost 20 posts about that time I wasn’t pregnant AGAIN) but some of the good ones. Stories from another chapter in my life that profoundly affected where I am now.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading (or perhaps rereading) them as much as I did.