If you're still reading, and I hope you are, I haven't died or fallen off the face of the earth. There's been a lot of changes and taking care of two kids on my own is very time consuming but the main reason I haven't written is due to lack of internet access. I'm currently writing today from the local library on a rare weekday that C came to NJ to visit the girls. Usually he comes on Sunday, a day that the library is closed.
It's been a lovely, though difficult and emotional summer. I am sorry to see the summer end, seemingly just as it was revving up. We had some wonderful days and some awful days. I tried to do too much--I didn't do enough. My girls are wonderful--being a mother is wonderful. My girls can't stop crying, I can't stop yelling, being a mother is horrible. I am tryng to learn to forgive my shortcomings but everything seems to make me feel like a loser these days. Seeing photos of Kim Clysters after her big win at the US Open Tennis tournament fills me with sadness. Looking at her clutching her darling toddler on the tennis court after such a big win makes me wonder why my daughter's mother has accomplished so little.
But I'm 42 and there's still time, hopefully. This summer, a friend I really cared for died suddenly of a heart attack. He was only 38 and one of the best people I know. I am still reeling from the news of his death on August 2nd. He was the first person I truly cared about that died young and suddenly. It is so tragic, I can barely think of it without crying.
Elena is four-and-a-half months. She is a wonderful baby, either sleeping or laughing and smiling. She started night waking this past week and is more tired and grumpier than usual but still, life with her is a wonderful joy. I am very blessed.
I'm leaving you with a photo of my two girls with their older half-siblings. I will rarely see the other two kids now that I've made the break from their father but they will always have a piece of my heart.