18 months later

It's been a year and a half. Typing an entry for this blog feels like returning to a former dwelling which has been long abandoned and is now empty of everything but dust and dim echoes.

Since I am not sure what to write or where to begin I'll start with the biggest event of the last year for me. Our third child arrived last December. Having discovered that my husband was afraid of having a girl (because of the teenage years, of course) I teased him all throughout the pregnancy about how it would be a girl, and a red-head, just to add to his torment. At the birthing center, he made a mistake that only dads seem to make, caught a glimpse of the umbilical cord and thought he had another boy. The midwife corrected him - it was a girl. Before he had recovered from THAT shock, the midwife took her and started to clean her up, then mentioned casually that it looked like our little girl had red hair. I got to have a good laugh at my husband's expense. She's beautiful and seems to have a very sunny personality so far. I've never seen a baby smile so much - it certainly does add a lot of joy to our daily life.

Two of my sisters have gotten married, one got divorced. Writing on this blog is something of a risk for me, since there's a good chance my ex-brother-in-law is lurking somewhere, waiting for any activity on our old family blogs so that he can pounce; taking the opportunity to make outrageous claims about what a terrible, awful family we are. Name just about any filthy, immoral behavior or vice short of murder and our family indulges in it, according to him. He's already pulled this stunt more than once, and for anyone that got caught in the middle, I'm sorry.

I did some minor browsing through my old blog stomping grounds. I see that many people are still posting regularly while others have drifted away. I am not sure if this will be just a temporary swim in the blog pool or if I'll end up paddling around here for a while.