Cellular Memory

I won't get into the whole story but my labor was rough, long and almost killed me. I had to have a blood transfusion and it wasn't fun. I have to say the idea of ever getting someones blood is kind of gross. It definitely always made me cringe. I would have liked to have gone the route of always having only my blood but that just wasn't an option. Receiving blood is pretty rough in and of itself. It is cold and burns your arm like you wouldn't believe. The worst part is sitting through it knowing that any moment you could have a reaction to the blood you are getting and die. Even though it is pretty rare it doesn't leave your mind and you sit there in silence hoping that you make it through. You always read about people who get transplants and cellular memory, makes you wonder if on the same level you can get something similar from a transfusion.

It could always be a product of changing tastes from pregnancy but things are different.

I can't eat pickles anymore. I didn't really eat them while I was pregnant but now I just can't do it and I used to LOVE them. My sweet tooth has gotten ten times worse. All I crave now is Mcdonald's vanilla ice cream cones. Prior to this I don't think I had ever had one. But I wanted them like a man lost in the desert wants a drink of water. I would eat them every day if I could; probably multiple times a day at that. All of a sudden I like chocolate; I have never been a fan.

Life is funny sometimes. It doesn't work out how you expected and it certainly throws you for a curve quite often. But the greatest thing is that I have my life. Even if I can no longer eat the things I love and want things I never really cared for before.

Funny Valentine

There is no greater love than that of a mother to her child. You can never possibly imagine how full your heart can be until you look down upon that little being you created. Those little eyes staring up at you, tugging at every emotional fiber in your body. Everything changes with one look at the most beautiful thing you have ever seen, your little baby. I have always been emotional; I love with everything I have. I never imagined my heart could expand so much or be filled and overflowing with the most immense feelings as it is now that I am a mother.


My best Valentine:

Winter Wonderland

Winter is bitter in New England. Cold and chilling; it pinches your cheeks and leaves them blush with numbness. It is fleeting and yet lasts what seems to be an eternity. The snow piles on top of more snow until all the world is white and dingy around the edges from sand and dirt, plowed up and strewn about. It ends sweet with maple scenting the air and billowing out from the doors of barns and floating upon the last remaining snowflakes of the season. Catch it on your tongue and you freeze still for a tiny moment, trapped in the mystical moments of life lived simply and wonderfully. There has never been a place more magical. A place that stops still and silent the moment the first snow dusts the ground. 

Some pictures I have taken this winter: