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Nothing is the same
As you may have noticed, I have not been posting very frequently lately. I still haven't delivered the Clapton concert recap I promised in my last post (let's just say the story involves an outdoor venue, torrents of rain, a drunk and pushy mob, and a nearby tornado), nor have I written about how I finally made The Big Cut last month (11 inches, baby!). And I honestly don't think I will ever get around to composing either of those posts. The fact is that Mr. G and I have been dealing with some news that has rocked (and will continue to rock) our world:
In the months ahead, I will endure an extremely high-risk pregnancy and hopefully deliver four healthy babies. After that, I imagine that our lives will be full and crazy and difficult and fun. But I already see Mitad Mitad as a record of an old life, when things were simpler and much more trivial, and I have no interest in anything but incubating these babies for as long as possible. So this is Guycita, signing out. Thanks for reading, and wish us luck!
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Man, what is it with all of Heather's friends?! First there were the triplets, now this!! Best of luck-- please drop me an email every once in a while, letting me know how it's going :)
You will have to get 4 diaper cakes!!!!
I really hope you will continue to check back on your fellow Voxers if you ever catch a free moment... :) Best of luck to you and Mr. Guycita!
(And congrats too on your hair donation!)
I noticed on a mutual friend's comments that you mentioned one of the babies! I pray you're doing well and that those little blessings are being good for you! I'd love an update, stats, and pictures but understand you're pretty busy with life over there.
Congratulations!!