no. 458 – I’m a Rolling Stone

In the past 24 hours I have done the following:

Cried.

Replied to your emails.

Cried.

Read all your comments at least twice.

Cried.

Avoided posts from pregnant bloggers.

Cried.

Scheduled a botox treatment before the vacation.

Cried.

Confirmed our flight reservations.

Cried.

Half-heartedly attempted to work.

Cried.

Drank a red beer.

Cried.

Deleted my drafted post on the difference between a "Normal Woman" who was newly pregnant and myself.

Cried.

Threw away the half dozen positive HPTs.

Cried.

Restocked my feminine products.

Cried.

Battled another case of hives.

Cried.

Had our names added to the Donor Egg Program list at our clinic.

Cried.

Hugged and kissed my son a hundred times.

Cried.

Flickr

I first started a Flickr account to show long-distance friends and family the pictures of our house as it underwent construction. Then I discovered that there’s a world of connections and commonalities that I really enjoyed.

Voyeurism in the most literal sense; viewing into other people’s lives through a lense.

I do plan on doing more with the pictures, but things have stalled for just a while. Someday I hope to just get myself a Canon Eos digital. I have an Eos 35mm so I have some familiarity with its capabilities.

My pictures can be found though this link. Check back for new ones. Hopefully, it’ll be soon. If you have a Flickr account, make sure to "Invite" me as a contact.