Or so I thought that would be how I'd become a parent. I was ready. Now. I lined up with husband, career, love, time, room(s), plans. I made it to the start line. I heard the word "go" loudly, and then I ran. And then nothing happened and time started to feel like a revolving door. Infertility. Three and a half years later I am a mama to a beautiful baby girl names Elena.
Breathe. I am telling myself as I write this first post holding my breath. What am I doing? Can I even form sentences? I decided to start a blog as a way to tap into my creativity and share musings of this journey of becoming a parent, a mama, the word I have come to LOVE.
Well, that is all the time I have for now as I hear Elena upstairs in her BED, more on that topic later, stirring after a 45 minute NAP, more on that topic later too. Breathe. Ready. Set. Go. Up the stairs.
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