And Then There Were...
2016 was a quiet blogging year for me. Spring and Fall were both busy with Parent Council tasks I took on, we traveled East in the Summer, and I gave myself a "freebie" -- no pressure to produce this year, only writing if I felt I had something to say.
I have something to say now. (Hint: count the stockings!)
We waited awhile to share our news -- my history of repeat miscarriage and the medical issues that dogged me throughout my last pregnancy made me gun-shy about sharing too soon -- my excitement tempered daily by dreams of dead babies, the unflagging feeling that something was going to go wrong, and a few weeks of first trimester bleeding.
Untelling is keenly painful, as I know firsthand, so we kept it under our hats until it became obvious I wasn't simply eating too much cheese and packing on some curves on top of my curves.
And now I share it with you, too, Readers. In April 2017, we will be welcoming one more little girl into our family. #BabyTheLast wasn't the last after all -- turns out no one really believed me when I claimed she would be, either. We couldn't be more thrilled to be rounding off our family in this matter -- 7 always was my favourite number!