Will it get easier?

One year ago tomorrow, our morning went kinda like this:

Me (from the bathroom doorway): I think it's positive
Chuck (just waking up): Really?
Me: I think so! There are two lines. It says that if there are two, even faint, it's positive. And there are two.
C (rushing over to look): Oh my goodness!
Me: Should I take another one? [I did, the next day, and the next...and well, I took 4 in all]
Then we toasted with Martinelli's, and I got on the computer to calculate our due date. :)

Being at work feels weird, to say the least. And lonely. Lonely because I miss Nathan SO much all day. I know lots and lots of Moms work, some because they have to and others because they want to. I'm somewhere in the middle. As I look at Nate having a cat nap (oddly enough, next to the cat) on the couch between us, I can't believe I drive away from him every day. They say it will get easier. Part of me hopes it will...and the rest of me hopes that it will never be easy.

On a less tear jerking topic for me, I had finally taken some time to learn how to sew! I've had a machine for awhile now, and it has mostly been collecting dust. Jenna is a jack of many trades, including sewing. :) She and I took a trip to Jo-Ann's to get my sewing kit stocked up (including scissors that I can use for nothing else!!). She walked me through making a couple of hotpads/potholders. :) They turned out really good (if I say so myself). I look forward to our next lesson!

Ok, it's bedtime around here. Goodnight, faithful reader(s).

(PS. I'll get some photos posted one of these days!)