Happy (very belated) New Year! It just dawned on me that we are basically approaching May and I’ve not managed to write a single post for this new year (yikes). Things have been pretty busy with the new job and of course... when it’s not work it’s all about the munchkins (and hubby, but mostly munchkins).
Life has been busy... and time can be quite unforgiving in that it waits for noone. Though it suddenly dawned on me tonight, as I’m looking at a soporific hubby — that if I don’t write soon the blog would basically die... and that would be a shame. We’ve come so far! Can you believe that it’s been nearly a decade since my first post — proclaiming the harbinger of spring?
Many twists and turns later, and here we are. I don’t know if I shared previously (I’ve certainly over shared in personal conversations), but Rockshic was really started as a way to manage my own anxieties because hubs and I were having so much difficulty getting pregnant — and back then (let’s be real I was so much younger and more nimble), I was told that for my age... a woman “in her prime” — I should have never had any trouble conceiving. I was lost, I was dumbfounded — I wasn’t accustomed to not “achieving.”
The thing about life and about achievements though, as I’ve come to learn, is that they’re not always linear. Hubs and I had lots of trials and tribulations — btw miscarriages, failed IVFs, the hurt and the heartbreak and the embarrassment that all came with our loving intent to start a family.
Yet here we are —nearly a decade later — with all the love, happiness, ups and downs, stresses and complexities that having two young children, two full time jobs, one big covid-pandemic, and one long-ass relationship bring about (I believe this February officially marks sixteen years of being in love with my silver Fox, say what?!). As much as I hate to admit it, I have absolutely zero reason to complain and I am one lucky girl!
