We Are Family

Over the last several months, people have asked Daryl and I when (and if) we are going to have another baby, and my response has always been the following...somedays I know Gabrielle will have a sibling, and other days she will be an only child. It all depends on the day I'm having. I am very thankful to report that as far back as I can remember, we've had very good days, and I am leaning more towards the option of someday providing our wee one with a little playmate.

The past few days have confirmed that more than anything ever could. My sister, Nadia, has been visiting from Toronto and just left today, and I never realized how much I've missed her over the last year since we last were together. Actually, the last time she was here was when we announced that we were going to have a baby, and now, here we are, 7 months into the parenthood thing! Wow, time flies!

But seriously, there is something that really hit me this past weekend, and perhaps it is remanence of my postpartum emotions which are running wild, but I've been crying alot too. I wish that somehow we could be closer. There is so much that I wish we could share on a more regular basis. She has raised to amazing boys, which I hardly know. We use to be close, when I lived in Montreal and would go to Toronto about once a month to visit and spend time with them. But now, lives get busy and time seems to be so sparse. I can hardly recognize them in photos. I don't want that to be the same with Gabrielle and her Tante. She gave me such amazing advice, little things that only come from being there...and the kind of stuff that you don't find in books. I wish we lived closer. I wish there was a way.