It begins.

I doubt anyone will read this. I don't even think it will be around very long. Right now, I don't really have anywhere to talk about everything that's going on. My husband is here and is trying, but he's dealing with his own thoughts and feelings. Everytime I try to talk with him he apologizes. I don't want to make him feel bad when I need to get my thoughts and feelings out, so here I am.

We have two beautiful babies. They're not here right now. I don't know when they'll be back. They are with someone that we know (thank God), but it's nothing like it was. I miss so badly that it hurts. How do I tell my husband that? He who feels that they are gone because of him? How do I cry on his shoulder without making him feel like garbage?

I guess this little corner of blogland is for me to miss my babies out loud (so to speak). I won't go much into why they're gone. It was avoidable, but it had nothing to do with them. They were not injured, not even in the room, but The Powers That Be thought it would be best if they were gone from us for a little while (hopefully it will only be a little while). We see them as often as we are allowed and we're doing everything that TPTB have said that they want us to do (which I will probably refer to as the hoops they want us to jump through, no flippancy intended).

I understand that if at any time anyone actually reads this blog, I may be in for some less than kind comments. I am prepared. Believe me, though, future possible readers, no one can be as hard on me as I am because of all of this.

I guess that's about it for this entry. It seems like we've got running to do everyday anymore. And to think, I used to complain about not getting out of the house enough! Now, all I want is to curl up with my babies, everyone in pjs and a Disney movie on tv and forget the world exists.

Until later.