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When I was a little girl and started saying things that weren’t nice my mom said, “If you can’t think of something nice to say, just don’t say anything at all.”  Driving with my friend’s family one night, I realized I had it easy.  She started in on her twin brother and after a few pretty vicious remarks her dad said, “ok, Melanie, I want you to say three nice things for every mean thing you said.”  WHEW!<\/font><\/p>\n

So, I’ve been quiet.  Because there just haven’t been many nice things to say around here.  And certainly not enough to come up with three for every not so nice thought.<\/font><\/p>\n

Today is a nice day.  In fact, other then the fact that I am a whopping forty weeks pregnant, it’s been a really nice day.  So maybe I can at least find something to say as long as I don’t start in on the negatives and have to redeem them.<\/font><\/p>\n

After too many cloudy, cool, rainy days, it is gloriously sunny with rich blue skies and a few puffy clouds.  That in itself lifts my mood about twenty notches.  (My body is solar-powered.)  Thank God I am not nine months pregnant in January.<\/font><\/p>\n

It’s Saturday.  That means David Lee is at home.  I stayed in bed until almost ten with my depressed little self while he took care of Adam.  It would have been even better if I would have remained oblivious to the rather unhealthy breakfast they consumed.  <\/font><\/p>\n

Since we couldn’t birth a baby, we birthed a flower bed.  There is something about plants that feels life-giving and hopeful.  Except that we only had one of the plants here.  But the ground is well-prepped and there are little flags stuck in the ground to mark what goes where as soon as we get them.  <\/font><\/p>\n

Mostly today I continue trying to keep my brain on auto mode.  To not think about much of anything besides sterile thoughts such as “lift arm to complete next task.”  Which isn’t so difficult as you might think because by now my brain and body are both so wearily on overload it’s difficult to hold a normal conversation.  Adam and I both do well with things like Candy Land, Chutes and Ladders, and Rummicube right now.  Brainless work.  And then we get to laugh hysterically at things like going ice skating or getting into the cookie jar AGAIN.<\/font><\/p>\n

Sigh.  But underneath it all there is a strong mental undercurrent that goes like this.  “Baby, baby, please come soon.  Mommys running out of room.”  And mommy is getting scared, too.  About certain logistics.  Baby?<\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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