The End

Where does two years go? As I sit here trying to think of how to end this blog, I can't believe that I went nearly two full years without writing on it. I never intended to completely abandon my blog, just to take a bit of a break. But that break turned into nearly two years of cringing every time I thought about my blog, or about writing on it again. This past January, my New Year's resolution was to start up my blog again, but I procrastinated over and over again and lost touch with all the blogs I had been reading up until that point. In fact, I had to do a password recovery just to get on this blog again because it had been so long! But, today is my baby due date, and I've done everything on my to do list except for start a new blog. So, I thought I'd end this one first and then direct you to my new blog.

So, why haven't I written on my blog in two years. Well, it started after I got back from my 6 weeks in Europe. I had my first full time teaching job, and I was teaching French 10-12 (all split classes), Communications 11, Socials 10, plus distance learning PE 8-12. On top of that it was at 2 different schools, where I was also the staff rep, in charge of the Me to We club and the teacher sponsor of the Interact club. As if that wasn't enough, I was applying for my Masters degree, volunteering Friday nights as a youth leader, hosting a church home group Wednesday nights at my house, in a book club Thursdays, scrapbooking group Mondays, and directing plays at my church. In previous years when I had been substitute teaching, I would get so bored and lonely on days off, that I ended up signing up for a dozen different clubs. When I started teaching full-time, I made the mistake of not dropping any of them. Which is exactly why I didn't have time to blog.

On top of that, before I got pregnant 9 months ago, I was going through one of the toughest times of my life. Because I couldn't get pregnant. I started trying before my last blog post, and it took us a year and a half of frustration before I was rewarded with that little blue plus sign on the pregnancy test. As each month passed, I felt more and more depressed that EVERYONE around me was finding it so easy! In the first year I spent trying to get pregnant, I had 14 friends have babies and 8 more get pregnant. It was INSANE. I think I attended at least one baby shower a month the entire time, and each one was more and more difficult. Of course I was happy for the other mothers, but why did it seem like I was the only one having such a hard time?

Of course, I know this isn't true. In fact, a good friend of mine tried longer than we did, and eventually went for expensive fertility treatments. But having a specialist tell you that it might take years for you to get pregnant isn't exactly encouraging. We were close to going for IVF when we miraculously discovered we were expecting. Could it be that the stress of work and all the things I was trying to do were contributing...I'm sure now that it was likely a factor. Which is why last year, when I started the school year, I made sure that things would be different. We'd been trying for a full year, and I was desperate to make life less stressful and busy. So, I reduced my work contract from 1.0 to .857, and I quit several volunteer groups and extracurricular activities. And I started writing poetry again, taking the first course of my masters degree. Having so much free time was wonderful, and it was only 5 months later that we were blessed with the baby that will soon be born!

I've been envisioning a new blog for a while...thinking of what I want to write about and what type of blog it will be, and realized I needed to make a fresh start. So, my new blog is called La Vie en Rose, after the Edith Piaf song. You can find it at: www.sabrinalheureux.blogspot.com

Thank you for reading :)