Tuesday, February 16, 2010
From the time that I was about 6 months pregnant with the twins until they were 15 months old, I only slept in hour-and-a-half stretches.
Just 90 minutes at a time, here and there.
There is a lot about those months that is lost to me.
And as I flip back through the archives of this blog, as I click through my digital photos, I find myself thankful again. Thankful for the blog friends made, for the old friends rediscovered, for the friends that are held close through little daily updates and stories and pictures.
And those sleepless nights are restored to me.
And I can see what that season looked like.
And I can read the words of a tired and lonely mom.
Who found an outlet and open hearts through CPUs and microchips and internet settings.