Dutch Lock Down Day One Hundred Thirty One

[Please Note: I Am REALLY Sleep Deprived]

I was on my way to bed when I realized I hadn’t blogged and I blog every day and so I’m here and I’m falling asleep as I write.

But first the news:

Damnit, Dutch.

So basically our numbers are creeping back up, but people are REALLY sick of lock down / corona rules.

Good times.

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Dutch Lock Down Day One Hundred Eight

[Oh, OW]

Photo by Akshar Dave on Unsplash

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.

Sort of.

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?

The Internet Archive, a 501(c)(3) non-profit, is building a digital library of Internet sites and other cultural artifacts in digital form. Like a paper library, we provide free access to researchers, historians, scholars, the print disabled, and the general public. Our mission is to provide Universal Access to All Knowledge.

https://archive.org/about/
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Adventures in Pregnancy: The Obvious Conclusion

This story. This event. This thing.

THIS HAPPENING.

It was big.

HUUUUGE.

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.

But.

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.

Still.

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.

Holy hell.

The rest of this story was lost during the hack in 2018.