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September 28, 2014


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Holy shit. That suggestion from your SIL that you pretend your neice is your own daughter makes me feel so stabby. I'm so sorry you had to experience that kind of stupidity and that it kinda-sorta ruined your weekend; you sound oh so gracious, considering. Sending hugs.

March is for daffodils

Woah woah woah. WOAH. WOAH. I am having a hard time with the 'pretend she's your daughter' bit. Like, a really hard time. I'm sorry people say such dumb things. I'm trying very hard to be charitable these days and think that they just don't get it and how could they so cut them some slack, but sometimes...well, sometimes you just shake your head in absolute wonder and this is one of those times.

I hope you are hanging in there. I remember every week with M after we passed the date that Anja died was increasingly stressful and also bittersweet, knowing every day he grew older than she ever would. Your comments helped me so much in getting through that pregnancy. Know that I'm here, hoping hoping hoping.


Oh no. The first encounter is awkward, but the second is just unbelievable. I'm so sorry that these SILs are so clueless and insensitive. If it was me I'd most certainly not want her around at birth. I hope that someone can slap them awake and/or that you can keep your distance for a while. Hugs.

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