I may or may not be losing my baby. In one elaborate and fanciful scenario, it may be twins. My doctor can't say for sure yet.
Jonah will be starting kindergarten this summer. It may be on August 24, or as early as July 19. The school district can't say for sure yet.
We may or may not be moving to Washington at the end of the summer, at Christmas, next year. We can't say for sure yet.
Meanwhile, Hubband gets up every morning and goes to work full time. He spends every evening and weekend in the library studying for the Washington State bar, so that we have options. This makes me a quasi-single mother of three young children, who aren't in school right now, and going stir-crazy. And, I still feel pregnant--nauseous and tired. Did I mention the cold that we all have?
I know there are great tragedies in the world, and none of them have befallen us here. But, that's the thing about a tunnel. I can only see what is in front of my face -- my family and a long road of uncertainty. It is hard to keep perspective in this dark, narrow place. It is easy to scream, and be comforted by the sound of my own voice echoing back at me.
I miss my happy blog and my sense of humor and hope both return soon. But, I can't say for sure yet.
Photo found here.