Mommy sends her sincere apologies to the faithful followers of Charlotte's blog for the quiet spell and lack of posts. Mommy has received e-mails and inquiries about her silence. Charlotte is doing well, and keeps both Mommy and Daddy very busy doing what toddlers do best...exploring and experiencing everything the world has to offer, as long as Mommy and Daddy deem it safe.
Mommy found that she was so exhausted by the end of the day (after Charlotte went to bed) that she couldn't bring herself to sit at the computer and write entries in Charlotte's journal, opting for a cup of tea and a little light entertainment, which usually interpreted to mean falling asleep while fully clothed lounging on her bed. So as to not forget any of the precious moments, Mommy began writing jot notes to trigger memories when she finally sat down at her computer. This then turned into writing full sentence memories on scraps of paper, which are now stapled together, waiting to be formalized into an entry and then pared down for Charlotte's blog. Mommy's intention was to write a journal entry at the end of her day when she was in the process of winding down herself, but found that this was taking too long. So, she would try to grab a couple of minutes here and there. So, most of the memories are captured in writing, but now they need to get into an electronic format so that they can be married up with their respective photos and videos. Mommy only hopes that she will be able to read her own writing and be able to follow the paths of the arrows on the many pages.
I've said it many times before, but each and every day, I feel very blessed to be called "momma." It has to be one of the most beautiful words in the English language. Whenever I hear Charlotte call "momma," it just warms my heart and brings a little smile to my lips.
I'm going to try my best to get back on track with posting entries on a regular basis, so please stay tuned.
Mommy has posted entries for October 1st and 2nd.
Our Journey to Charlotte--In the end, she will not know or care how long we waited...only that we came.
"An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle, but it will never break." -- An ancient Chinese belief
"While I slept, my heart kept vigil."
"Today I kissed an angel, I knew it from the start; The first time our eyes met, I gave away my heart.
Today I kissed an angel, This angel child of mine; Though not of my creation, My child by God's design.
Today I kissed an angel, My heart is dancing wild; A family by a miracle, Blessed by this angel child."