A loss for words.

So I guess I have nothing to worry about anymore.
I jumped the gun with announcing my pregnancy, and I am now undergoing a miscarriage. I don't know why I allowed myself to get excited over something so subjective...

I know this isn't a personal blog about my fertility gripes so I will not go into the details of my emotional distress with this matter.

....just know that soon I should be back on my feet, and hopefully back yarn-bombing...

Yarn bombing road block

I had started this month with a solid "E" for effort in my blogging and yarn-bombing attempts.
Then for some reason I had slowly started to loose my steam as the days progressed.
I was disappointed in myself, and found I had no energy to enthusiastically continue to crochet.

My husband and I have been trying to have a second child for about two years now. With every passing month and with many negative tests our excitement slowly dwindled down to nearly nothing, with no real expectations as the month mark turned to multiple months, to a year.

But for some reason this month was different.

It wasn't until I had passed my usual menstrual time of the month that I realized that once again I needed to purchase yet another pregnancy test... and with every inch of sanity I had left; I took the test.

To my delight and pleasure I was surprised when that little fateful stick turned positive!

And with that I have run into a road block!

Obviously, while I am waiting for the arrival of this little bean to come I will continue and try my best to keep up with yarn bombing!  

I still have a couple to hang so hopefully that will fill in some time and I have many months ahead where I will have nothing to do but wait.