I was completely freaking out!! (Where is my husband in times like this?!?!)
It's out now but the trauma lingers...
the adventure begins



Maybe I should just be quiet.
Some plague the people with too long sermons; for the faculty of listening is a tender thing, and soon becomes weary and satiated.
But I would be remiss if I didn't admit that I didn't even stay for the sermon. :-/ (I know, I know... I have some nerve posting about long sermons!) Well, truth be told, the church was absolutely freezing and after an hour and a half my toes started to get numb and the sermon hadn't even started yet! And at least I heard lovely music, took communion and left my offering. I was disappointed that I didn't suck it up (I was really uncomfortable-- I'm a total wimp when it comes to being cold) because it was Beecher Hickshimself preaching. I'm sure I missed a great sermon but I can always order it online for $7.00! After church, I picked up some bagels and coffee and headed home to read the paper. I ran into my neighbor who lives a few houses down. We met once before. She's around my age, single and childless. We talked about the annoyances of home ownership and bemoaned the fact that no matter how much we water our grass and flowers, most of them are dying. She said she goes to tons of embassy and gallery events around DC and asked me for my email so she can forward me the invites. I'm so looking forward to getting those! At 11:30 I went to my SMC meeting. That group is so supportive. I wasn't going to post anymore on this future baby because I am trying to give myself a break, but in short I just want to say how much I appreciate being around other women in my same situation. Being in a room with highly educated, attractive 30 & 40-something women who are all trying to navigate this parenting dilemma is comforting. I get the impression that the majority if them would prefer to be married and having a family with their husbands (except the lesbians in the group!) but it just hasn't worked out the way we had all dreamed and planned. I get asked all the time, 'How come you've never been married? What's wrong with you?' (as recently as this weekend) and although I respond with 'I just have to trust God's timing with when he will send me a mate' it still is a difficult question to hear. But once a month I am able to feel completely comfortable and open about my concerns and thoughts about becoming a single mom with several other women in my same predicament.
This is my house. It's 80 years old this year and at times it shows it's age (no offense to my octogenarian relatives!) :-) Since I moved in last year I have had to put on a new roof, sand and refinish the floors, paint and add central air. OK, I actually didn't do any of that myself, except a bit of painting. It's coming along slowly. Had I known it was going to be so much work, I probably would have bought another condo instead, but I bought it with my future baby in mind. It's not bad really now that I am getting used to all the things it needs and now that some rooms are getting finished. Clearly it's a process, a lo-o-o-o-ng process that I hadn't counted on but it is nice to have a decent-sized space to call my own (and it cost less than my condo in LA that I bought four years before!) If you're in the area, stop by and see the new paint downstairs! :-)