Downtown Adventure

I went on an adventure with my munchkins this past Friday. We took Metra downtown, then caught the 151 to downtown. I stopped at the Nordstrom mall to eat lunch and buy a hat to prevent my forehead from burning. Then we hopped back on the bus (found out I had grabbed the wrong bus card--this one was empty) and we went off to the Lincoln Park Zoo.

We had a nice time walking around looking at the animals and we were sad that the tiger was hiding. My amazing little boy remembered the visit 6+ months ago when we saw a roaring tiger.

As we sat at the bus stop to go back to the train station, I remembered that I had sat there almost 4 years ago. But I was so very sad because I had gone to Lincoln Park Hospital to confirm that I was miscarrying our first. I remember the happy families around me and the despair I felt--that would never be me.

But, there I sat, three years and 49 weeks later with a toddler in a stroller and a baby tied to my chest. My babies. My blessings.

It's a good reminder that when life looks dark that there is light near.

Tonight I found this blog entry by a woman I don't know. But she sums it up well what it's like after a miscarriage

http://josh-kati.com/2007/10/31/things-that-suck-about-miscarriage/