Where, oh where have I been???

Where haven't I been is more the question. I have climbed up from the lowest low I could ever imagine. I'm actually coming out fairly unscathed, ending it with a roundoff back handspring to boot.

I guess I stopped blogging because I was too damn upset to see everything in print as well as live it too.

Here is a summary of sorts:

My last blogging attempt, And I Start Again, took you through my pregnancy, the birth of my darling boy and started to touch upon the horrors of having a baby that won't stop throwing up and won't grow. That is where the hell started. Where I couldn't bear to deal with it head-on. I hid. I ran. But in the end, I conquered.

We went through four hospital stays, three surgeries, two psychologists, one nasty Gastro Intestinal specialist and a partridge in a pear tree.

I guess it's easier for me now to look back and comment on this period in my life as I can now see in full view that which drug me below the surface rather than fragments of time. I was living day to day and sometimes hour to hour.

So - here we are. I will do my best to recount the events which led to my blogging demise.