Seems Wrong Not To Mention It

Today marks two years since our first miscarriage. Two years since our view of pregnancy and children changed drastically. The arrival of our dear Pearl makes the day much easier, but doesn't totally erase any sad feelings. I know it's very cliche, but time was/is the best and perhaps only medicine that helped us through those times. There's no way out of the situation but to go through it.

Last year we bought a dwarf fig tree as a reminder of our first baby. It bore nothing the first year, which we expected. We didn't know what to expect of it this year. Well, there are a number of figs that are ripening on there right now :) I suppose that has some sort of symbolism, but generally I don't look for symbolism unless I have an English teacher breathing down my neck.

Speaking of which, we are WAAAY overdue for a garden update...there's been LOTS of growth since the last update. I'll have to try to get that up one of these days.