I'm writing this Monday to autopost on Tuesday because I want to avoid the self-imposed pressure to write an "it's been a week since Duncan was born" post.
I am writing the story of Duncan's birth, from my first inclinations that something was wrong on Friday the 15th through saying goodbye on Wednesday the 20th. I'm taking my time, and I don't know how much of it will ever be published here on Writer Chic. Maybe not until next May? I dunno.
But I want to remember, Tuesday when I read this with the rest of you, and weeks from now when I'm having a not-so-great day. I want to remember that today, Memorial Day 2009, was a good day.
My entire family slept in until after 9, it's a not-rainy 77 degrees, KLOVE is playing songs I like, Seth is watching Jim so yard work and playing with dominoes, and really good friends are coming over for a cookout.
Yes, it's been a week since I was induced. Yes, I wish I were still pregnant and that Duncan were still alive in my womb. Yes, it hurts. A lot.
But today is a good day, and I'm happy and blessed.