Category Archives: TTC # 2

From Here

Posted on January 28, 2011 by Mrs. Spit

I wrote, last Saturday, all of the posts you saw this week, save this one. This one started on Thursday morning, from my desk. All week I have watched what I wrote on Saturday publish, knowing I needed to write … Continue reading →

Posted in Baby Loss, Gabriel, Life After Children, TTC # 2 | 24 Comments

Change Your Hair, Change Your Life

Posted on January 26, 2011 by Mrs. Spit

Last Thursday, sitting in my hairdressers chair at 5:20 pm, I decided on the spur of the moment to change my hair colour. I have been a red head for most of my life. By 8 pm, I was a … Continue reading →

Posted in Flying with Warthog Air, Pre-Eclampsia, TTC # 2 | 16 Comments

Karma

Posted on June 9, 2010 by Mrs. Spit

I did a smart thing at the end of May. It’s such a remarkably smart thing, I’m a bit astonished at myself. I had a very nice dinner out with Kuri for her birthday, and I came home a bit … Continue reading →

Posted in TTC # 2 | 17 Comments

UnExpected

Posted on February 26, 2010 by Mrs. Spit

My yoga teacher has this phrase, when she is asking us to pay attention to our bodies or our breath, to what our mind flits to while it should be still. “Be curious”, she says. I like this notion of … Continue reading →

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Promises

Posted on November 10, 2009 by Mrs. Spit

I think what Mr. T was trying to say was that I was entitled to whine. I bet (although Mr. T wouldn’t, and that’s another story). He’s fine at communicating, but I’m perhaps not always good at listening. And he’s … Continue reading →

Posted in irrelevant reverence, TTC # 2 | 18 Comments

Paper

Posted on November 6, 2009 by Mrs. Spit

I went to Audrey’s, our local book store, last night, to buy a copy of Sense and Sensibility. I am only buying this book because I bought Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters, and I started reading that, and I … Continue reading →

Posted in Baby Loss, TTC # 2 | 21 Comments

It is not

Posted on November 5, 2009 by Mrs. Spit

It is not the sheer physicality of another miscarriage that’s distressing me. It’s not all this damn blood and the wincing pain and the hormone induced emotional crash. I cry, but tears of frustration and rage as much as sorrow. … Continue reading →

Posted in TTC # 2 | 65 Comments

Courage

Posted on August 26, 2009 by Mrs. Spit

The Christmas after Gabe died, my best friend bought me the Willow Tree Angel of Courage.I suspect that she intended to buy me one of the pregnant ones, and I think she settled on Courage, mostly because there is no … Continue reading →

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Found Time

Posted on July 29, 2009 by Mrs. Spit

I am sitting here at my computer, and I should really be outside. I will write until my coffee maker beeps at me, telling me my decaf is done, and then I will sit in my chair and watch the … Continue reading →

Posted in Gardening, TTC # 2 | 13 Comments

I’d like to scream

Posted on May 21, 2009 by Mrs. Spit

Really, I’d like to scream. I packed up at least some of my maternity clothes today, to give to a co-worker. And I’m glad that’s she’s expecting. That’s not what makes me want to scream. But, I’ve told a few … Continue reading →

Posted in Grief, TTC # 2 | 35 Comments