I'll admit, it was a rough week. I need to write it here in my journal, at least briefly, that no matter how much peace I've felt, or how many times I count my blessings, or how much I emphasize the positive opportunities we have ahead in raising "just two kids", my heart still aches every time I begin my monthly cycle. I am truly happy for all the new moms I see out there cuddling their newborn babies, but somewhere inside it still hurts. It cuts and stings. This month marks two full years that we've been trying unsuccessfully to add to our family. I feel like I'm stuck in limbo. Do I try a little longer? Hope a little longer? Or give it all up, close that door, and move on? It's an emotional roller coaster and I'm not entirely sure of anything at the moment. I do know, however, that in the grand scheme of things, this heartache is temporary. I've learned a lot this last year, from gaining more compassion for other women in similar situations to relying on the Lord and trusting in His love for me. And I'm still learning. I obviously have much more to learn too!
My poor husband. He'll do anything to make me happy. But we all know the best medicine for the blues is some fresh air, sunshine, and a little adventure. So Bron and Aaron planned a little snowshoeing date afternoon! It was just the ticket. We got some exercise, talked, goofed off, and laughed. It was actually the first time I'd ever been snowshoeing! It was much easier than I'd imagined. We hiked about four miles around Eagle Trail. Thank you, Honey!
(Shhh! I'll let you in on a little secret though: I'm excitedly looking forward to spring and something with wheels. Whee!)
Then that evening, Amy and I escaped on a girls' date to town. We shopped, ate, shopped some more, and didn't return until after midnight. It's what we do. Good times!
^^Seriously, not staged. This makes me laugh out loud every time I see it.^^
^^Making drunken criss-crossing tracks in the snow... on purpose. Cuz we're weird. Hehe.^^