Hiding

This blog has been a place for me to write about motherhood and all the many things that come with it.  Since the very first post, for the past 5 years, I have written about adoption, special needs, depression, anxiety, friendship, individuality, and expectations.  My audience for this blournal has always been my children, but obviously the more immediate audience has been the people who read it and sometimes comment.  I've received so many wonderful comments of support over the years, as I so appreciate them.  There is also something supremely cathartic about sharing some heavy stuff and "getting it off my chest."  I truly believe that sharing the hard things has made me a better and stronger woman and mother.

Ironically, it is those very hard things that I reached deep to share that need to be buried down deep.

As we reach the final stretch to Little Moon, the path is not free from obstacles.  Some are out of our control, but some are ones we can plan for and work around.  What I consider brave others will consider weak. 

And as Little Moon's mother, I have to make hard choices because I am not weak.  This blournal is one of those choices.  I will continue to post here, but it won't be public again until after he is sleeping in that room upstairs.  It's a very simple decision, but still one that makes me sad.

So if you are reading this in real time, hello.