Recovering: Our Days Lately

We've been trying to take it easy for obvious reasons.  I never knew how long the process of miscarrying lasts....  I just thought it would take a day or something, but that doesn't make sense at all if you think about everything that has to happen.  Each day gets a little better emotionally, especially when I can convince myself that I'm just having my usual cycle, but at the same time I'm trying to really deal with the issue instead of denying it.

I guess it is a confusing experience with so many questions.  I seek biblical answers, Truth, and the Love that I know binds the world, but sometimes there are simply mysteries.  Fortunately, by the grace of God, I'm not the type of person bent on handing out blame, so I'm not angry at anyone--not at myself, God, or any other possible source of blame.

We do have so much to be thankful for, though.

We celebrated our fifth anniversary anyway.  We rested at home and then went to dinner.  Afterward, we took Eliot to Barnes and Noble to play with the train table and pick out a couple of books.  Chris gave me a lovely letter, gerber daisies (just like from my wedding bouquet), and an antique-style sapphire ring.  It is actually a really special ring.  When we talked about getting engaged, I really loved it and the diamond version, but it was too expensive for my library work study undergraduate boyfriend--he didn't decide that; I did.  Plus, it was from a kind of obscure website.  Ha.  So, after we were engaged, I asked if he would some day buy me a sapphire ring for some special anniversary.  And that was this year with it being five years and all.  :)  He was so excited that he gave it to me a few days early right when it came in the mail.  We're both so bad at waiting to give gifts.

I feel bad that Eliot hasn't had too many adventures outside of the house lately, but I taught him to play peek-a-boo with his hands now, which is so cute.  He has been playing peek-a-boo with blankets for months and months--I never thought to show him to do it with his hands.  And know what is even better?  Last night, I taught him to give Eskimo kisses!  And he loves it!  Ah, he melts my heart.

We went out to a park the other day to feed some geese.  I brought lots and lots of Cheerios.  When the geese saw us, they came running.  And I was so excited!  And then so scared!  They weren't excited for Cheerios--they wanted to kill us!  They were just protecting their babies, but I was legit afraid that we were going to get pecked.

So, we're doing OK!