Fear not: I still exist. Apparently, newborns want things like attention and food. And they take away things like like sleep and brain cells. The writing you'd get would be sub par at best, not to mention the typos I'd let sliip thrugh. I'd never hear the end of it from my other bloggy friends who know how picky I am about their grammar. Assuming I still have bloggy friends, since I can barely be called a blogger these days.
[Insert self-deprecating half-smile here.]
Our family is doing well, though. My son loves his little sister, and he's always very concerned when she fusses or cries. I'm still not quite myself yet, but I'm getting there. I'm still figuring out how to manage two kids on a daily basis, but I'm glad my husband and son are so very helpful. I'm blessed with a wonderful little family, and God is showing me that in new ways every day.
I shall return to you when I have something of import to say—and when my brain cells allow me to say it well. I don't miss writing right now, but I do miss my readers. Please let me know if there's some way I can be praying for you!
And, of course, I'll include a gratuitous picture for those of you who enjoy a cute baby. I may be a little biased, of course.
Sometimes I can get her hair to stay flat. Sometimes.