Daydreams

Ahhh....I feel like such a weight has been lifted! Friday's news was wonderful! My spirits are high once again, and I'm full of hope. In fact, I was out shopping yesterday and managed to stop by the baby section to browse for a children's book or two. That is saying a lot! I usually avoid the baby section like the plague. It's just too hard. Along our journey, I have started a kid's book collection. The memories of my mom reading books to me are some of my most cherished. Dreaming of the day I get to have our child's sleepy little body curled up on my lap as I read to him/her makes me the most happy.

I decided to pull out the books and lay them on the floor of our empty future nursery and take a picture. I have quite a collection already!

We have a big box full of baby items that has been tucked away since my miscarriage. Here are a few of my favorites: A white fuzzy bear outfit, complete with ears and a tail. And also a tiger onesie with tiger toes and a tiger face on the bum! Thanks for the photo bomb, Nadia.

And one of my personal favorites for obvious reasons - a snowflake onesie.

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All in all, being able to go upstairs and pull these items out of their box was a good measurement of my current mental status. Because usually the thought of going up there and looking at all this stuff is too painful. But right now I have hope and I'm looking forward to the next steps. I'm allowing myself to daydream and it feels good.