I started thinking about how prophetic it was that my wait became so associated with ducks. I honestly don't recall what started that and am too tired to look it up ;0) But, somewhere around 8 months LID I started marking the anniversary with photos of rubber ducks. It blossomed from there. There are now so many ducks in this house I can't even count.
On the other side of the wait, the 'duck' is here. Indeed I was waiting for just my paddler all that time. She is calm, easy cool and all in control on the surface. But the frenzied, mad paddling just underneath is what is keeping her afloat right now. No one sees that...no one but me. Yes, we are birds of a feather and we are working on it.
We are making our way. The daytime transition to work and daycare has become easier. Yet, at night, it has only bathed in light the worries I had before we began. The time will come when I share more detail of what I mean but that time is not yet here.
I'm much more limited with the computer right now but do hope the onset of spring has found you! It's going to find me and my girl as soon as nap time is behind us.
I'm not concerned about all hell breaking loose, but that a PART of hell will break loose...it'll be much harder to detect. George Carlin (1937-2008).
PS: I'm turning off the comments because I already know this wasn't going to be easy and now isn't the time I need to be reminded of that ;0) As well, there really is nothing to say. It is what it is right now and we will find our way through. We've got support and I already know you wish us well. I appreciate it. We'll be back, hopefully with less frenzied paddling, soon.
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