First Attempt

Let's see how long this thing lasts. Today is February 3rd. I'll start with a small goal of four weeks- that's the next time I go to the doctor (to whom I have gone at least once a week for the past three months!). So March 3rd. If I make it that long, I'll set a higher goal. We'll just have to see.



Anyway, my purpose for this whole blogging attempt is varied. Since Davy was born- and even before- much has occurred in my life (and Davy's of course- I'm not sure anyone in the entire world changes more from my perspective at this moment!), both physically and mentally/emotionally. So one morning, after Davy finished his six a.m. breakfast and my mind was racing through the past months, I finally decided that the best way for me to sort through these occurrences is to write about them and also document my and Davy's days together in the process. In other words, this is a journaling process- or at least an attempt at one (as the first paragraph of this entry should indicate, I'm not really one for maintaining a journal). I intend to be [mostly] honest, and even somewhat explicit (not in an R-rated sort of way, but let this be a warning to anyone reading who may be squeamish about things like breastfeeding and childbirth and potentially other decidedly feminine experiences) about my emotions and experiences. I'm counting on this blog to be somewhat therapeutic and I am completely open to and expectant of commentary.


And to conclude this introductory entry, here's a special treat! This was taken on his one month birthday!