I'm not sure how things are where you live, but it's been crazy warm here for the last three weeks. I've been wearing non-summery sandals to work (I'm a teacher) and have been enjoying the early blooms, long walks with the pooches and spending time in the sunshine.
Baby A is now nine months old. I cannot believe how quickly time is going! She's been crawling since six months and now officially stands up on her own and is able to let go for a few seconds, too. Two teeth came through about a month ago and one up top is ready to pop. It's tough but I love every minute of being a mommy.
Also, as of tomorrow, Mr SC and I are officially finished with TTC and any thoughts of a future child. Mr SC is having a vasectomy. I keep pausing about how final it is and thinking about how I should be sad. Truth be told, I'm not. We know that somehow we ended up with Alaina and with all that we went through to have her, that she was it. I can't say with certainty that at some point I won't grieve for what could have been ( I still wince when I see pregnant bellied women in public) but now, I'm happy and we're happy with our family of five (Mommy, Daddy, A and our two pooches).
