but walking in the rain. After supper M. took Emma out in her stroller in the pouring rain. She was dry and cozy. He, on the other hand, declared that 45 degrees in the pouring rain is hard to take.
...is my life now. I was resigned to being childless after over seven years of trying. I pictured travel to Vegas and exotic locales; and buttering up my nieces and nephew so I wouldn't die alone and forgotten. Now, Surprise! I'm a mother! This blog is about my new deviated path, my life with my daughter. Home Email RSS About Highland Gal