Normal??
How is it that wanting to be "normal" can stretch to such lengths? I remember after finally coming home after all the post Jack events wanting everyone to leave so we could find our "normal". My chest hurt where my incision was and my leg ached where the vessel was harvested, my c section hurt but I just wanted to be NORMAL. I waddled around my kitchen and made bottles for our baby, ironed the girls uniforms and did my best to look and feel as if EVERYTHING IS JUST FINE HERE. KEEP MOVING ... NOTHING TO SEE HERE. What was normal before, was no longer. Here we are 7 years later and still trying to figure out what is OUR NORMAL. Nothing to look at here gang we are just rolling along trying to stay out of LIFES way. This weekend was a good one. We enjoyed the company of really cool Moms and Dads People I have grown to trust with our boy. Trust with my family. It is hard to expose yourselves to groups of people when you don't know how they w...