At work I sit in a little cube lane of writers, and I’m probably the noisiest one here. I could sit here quietly, writing, editing, researching, but I’m a bit noisy as I dive into the Twitter and Facebook pools for a little social media flexing. I’ll promote health care stories and developments, but I’ll also give a shout out to the Phillies or the Eagles, or upload a photo of lunch or weather. It’s part of the balancing act of work and fun and assuring my friends that I am the personification of my employer. We’re fun, we’re human, we crack jokes and eat too much. We also like to exercise, ride our bikes in the wild, wax up our boards and climb volcanoes. In my opinion, it’s a good life when the line is a little blurred when it meets between work and play.
A few days ago in our work mailboxes we found our employer’s winter 2011 issue of Island Scene magazine, with a gorgeous photo of maki sushi rolls on the cover. We had also gotten it delivered to our home on Friday, and I put it in front of the girls, who read it cover to cover, and spent time with mom’s story. Would you like to read it?
I’m a great fan of motherhood, pregnancy, fetal kicks, nursing babies, and gazing into their eyes and wondering what the future holds. Is there a way to emphasize how amazing it is to get a sperm and an egg to engage, to lock and load the ladders of DNA as they weave a life so precious? I wish there were. I take a stab at it here. It’s what miscarriage has taught me.
Go! Have babies! Be amazed at your ability to love!
Totally touching story, Paula. Thanks for sharing it.
I had my first miscarriage after my oldest daughter was born, then had another and began to think she would be an only child.
My third miscarriage happened to be when I was pregnant with twins although I didn’t know it yet; lost one but carried the other to term.
My doctor told me now that they can do ultrasound much earlier they believe this is more common than anyone had realized; “early spotting” referred to in books about pregnancies may well be miscarriage of one of two fertilized eggs.
I believe a miscarriage is Nature’s way of handling something gone terribly wrong but that doesn’t make it any easier when you want a healthy baby.
Thank you for sharing.
Mahalo for reading and sharing, Barb. Such a lonely place to be. I do agree it’s nature’s way, but gosh sakes, the guilt and frustration!
See you on the bike blogs! I will be writing a blog a day for 2011. I started today with an entry about today’s bike ride. Aloha!