Hi, I’m Tara.

What started out as a private blog to document our adoption journey has evolved into my journey through therapy, spiritual awakening and whatever I feel like writing. Without our struggles to build a family, I’m not sure I’d be waking up, and for that I’m grateful.


The instructor who teaches after me on Monday nights sent an e-mail looking for a last-minute sub yesterday morning.  At 2:00pm she e-mailed me specifically and told me what was going on.  She's pregnant (1st tri).  She's spotting.  Her doctor says no teaching until they figure out what's happening.  No one has replied yet that they can cover her class.


Infertile saves the day teaching back to back classes in hopes that H's little bean keeps sticking!

That makes 3 classes in one day for me.  And somehow it feels different than if she were just puking her guts out from a stomach flu.

btw, I'm officially thrashed.  ow.ow.ow.

Oh and my little 2 week wait is soooo over.  meh.

Random Thoughts And An Update

Perfect Moment Monday - Perfect Snow!