Around the end of May 2018 this site was hacked and since I had poured my heart and soul into it and had six month old baby twins and NO BACKUP, I let it go.
I rebuilt the site, started writing again and kept… stopping. Cause MAN that hurt to be hacked. To not have backups. To lose ALL that writing.
I had been writing daily back then, too.
It took me a while to get back to that habit.
But first the news:
Have you heard of the Internet Archive?
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This story. This event. This thing.
It was big.
It was fucking awesome cause that’s when the twins arrived and they kicked much ass and it’s taken me all this time, I thought, because the story was really hard. But, why? Why was it really hard to tell? Because I kept waiting for it to have a happy ending. But that’s now how life works, is it? There isn’t really an ending until the end. And this blog isn’t about happiness, either. It’s about life.
And I know that.
This story was still really hard to tell.
So then I thought maybe it’s because it was so traumatic.
Cause there were some parts, some moments that were really fucking traumatic.
Flash back level, nightmare inducing, horror story traumatic.
Let me get to the punchline, though – the twins are healthy.
They’ve always been super healthy.
During every scare, they come through super healthy. I still utter the mantra often, “Please be healthy. Please be fine.”
But their delivery.
The rest of this story was lost during the hack in 2018.
…is coming. I have been in the hospital since Wednesday and, YES, Georg Ulrik and Linnea Genevieve are HERE.
On this planet.
On 30 November 2017.
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We’re actually not QUITE swiss chards – we’re actually thirty-six and six days – solidly at the end of romaine lettuces, but we’re jumping ahead of schedule cause….
We’re inducing tomorrow.
In TEN hours.
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Still disturbed by the edibles.
Apparently they’re approximately the length of a pea pod at thirteen weeks.
Plus we received more information and I COMPLETELY LOST MY MIND.
There was howling. There was vomiting. There was much snot.
And there was a difficult talk between P and I that Really Needed To Happen ™ and based on how much better I felt the next day, I needed that crying vomitous release and / or that difficult talk.
I still feel Really Intense. Terrified. Worried. But Better.
Okay, so getting specific.
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