I did not cry. For two weeks I did not cry. As I laid there staring at the ultrasound monitor while the doctor kept adjusting the angle of the ultrasound wand, searching, hunting for a heartbeat, I did not cry. When we sat and tried to determine if our dates were “right” or if they could possible be “off” and the doctor spun his pregnancy calculator wheel to see if the measurements had any possibility of being correct, I did not cry. When the financial coordinator started asking about making our hospital copayment and for the first time I had to say that there was a chance the pregnancy was “no good”, I did not cry. Standing in the parking lot, reminding myself how to take a normal breath while my husband carefully looked me over, assessing to see if I was ok to safely drive the 45 minutes home, I did not cry. We waited ten days to find out that no, there was not a heartbeat, and no, the baby is not growing anymore. Still, I did not cry. I matter-of-factly...
if you know me, you know i love projects. some are larger projects that take months. most are projects that happen as follows: my mom: so, what do you want to do this weekend? me: well, i have this project i've been wanting to do... then we are off to michael's/hobby lobby/joann's/etc for goodies. then madness ensues. saturday we had this exact conversation once i arrived at my parents' house. i then showed her this photo i found from pinterest - and we were off to the store! the link i found was not linked to an actual tutorial once i clicked the link i realized there was not an actual tutorial attached. i realized this was going to be one of those "fly by the seat of my pants" projects (read: MY MOST FAVORITE KIND). part one was finding ornaments and a frame. i started with michael's who had this adorable assortment of christmas/holiday/seasonal beaded word ornaments. i snagged one and my mom got a different word. then we were off to hob...