So, here's the thing,

I figure now's the time to start, I might as well keep a record of what's going on, and also so that I can just put out there what I want to say, instead of keeping it inside, or telling 15 different people, 15 different times. We'll start at the very beginning:

Lets start 5 months ago: We're pregnant! I know, I know, I was the one who always rolled her eyes at the idea of having my own children, I really didn't feel the need to procreate, and animals suit me just fine. Charles was ok with all that too. He mainly expressed his desire to have a life that's manageable, a future that's bright and exciting to look forward too, and if we changed our minds and decided we were going to have kids, to make sure we had them while we were still young enough that he could get down on the floor and play with them.

Aaaaannndddd they're gone!

Ok. Semi-passive aggressive posts about work and my ensuing frustrations are gone. Well, mostly gone, still somewhere for the record, but hopefully hidden from the view of others, kept only for my benefit of being able to go back later and read them and think: Yep, that did suck, but I lived through it, and it's find now. It will also help me appreciate more of what I've got.

Cause I've got a lot to be appreciative for.