Today I actually deleted the old blog, “The I Word.” Even though all the posts have been uploaded here, it’s still a weird feeling. 257 posts over the course of 611 days. Blogging has allowed me to connect to so many cool people, whose blogs I follow avidly. People I think about throughout the day, tell my husband stories from, and … for awhile … even prayed for. I’ve had a troubled relationship with faith, but for several months while TTC and then while PG, I used to pray a sort of version of the Hail Mary while trying to fall asleep at night. I hope it’s not sacreligeous, but I would substitute in the names of people on my blogroll. It seemed right, somehow, to pray to the Mother of God for all future and actual mothers.
A Stirrup-Queen friend of mine recently told me that she named her son Samuel because of her identification with Hannah in the Bible.
Anyway… deleting the old blog has made me a mite pensive tonight. Though, granted, it doesn’t take much 🙂