I feel sort of exposed. Naked really. This blog has been such a great place for me to record my feelings, the love I feel for Barclay...the love that cannot be described...and the frustrations and the sadness that come with life. I've loved sharing it with all of you who read.

But I feel like maybe I've taken it a little too far. I feel like a lot of people have stopped reading, because who wants to read the sad feelings of a tired mother day after day?

The past couple days I've felt like ending my blog and continuing to journal privately. In a place where it doesn't matter. But I love to blog, I love hearing from people who feel the same way or have experienced the same things. I love the random comments I get or the emails that say that my blog encourages them. So I'm going to stick to it. Because I just have been reading my posts from a year ago and the feelings of that time washed over me. What a special treasure to have such intimate feelings recorded.

So if you hate reading about our money troubles, my frustrations with my toddler, or my sadness over the loss of a pregnancy...come back in a few months...I'm sure I will have learned a lot from it all.