It has been too long, my friends. I wasn't sure how to go on after so much change. Late August 2010, Sam started going to school and Jen went back to work. Initially, this was fun for me - I had my run of the place. I gnawed on catnip here, ate a rat or two, chased squirrels; sometimes, I even stayed out all night. But then, things got weird. First, the above photo appeared on the fridge. (What is it with humans putting photos on refrigerators anyway?) Next, Jen started gaining way too much weight. And then! then I saw signs that I recognized: bags of tiny clothes, paint swatches ... things that spelled baby!
But ... we already have one of those. Surely we don't need another.
I have been going through the stages of mourning, I guess. I just didn't know if I could go on writing. Sam has been so much to handle this year. Add to that the niggling thought that there would soon be two; two little boys trying to muscle in on my emotional and physical space. Two little boys taking away Josh and Jen's affection. Two little boys complaining about their cat allergies (completely fabricated!).
But I know my voice has a place out here. So I am back. I plan to share all this ... whatever it turns out to be.
