I am home and I do not even know where to begin.  I have about sixteen blog posts swimming around in my head and I open up my blog just now to post and I just sit and stare, yawn and drink coffee.  Lots and lots of coffee.

Did I mention I’m sick?  And that the kids are home from school because they are sick?  It’s true, but it’s pretty cute because we are just hanging out in our pajamas with our stuffy noses and sneezing.

I’m trying to process this past week, like from this very minute at this time last week to right now, all that has happened:

I was pregnant.
Found out about miscarriage.
Next day had a d&c.
The next day made the decision at 9 o’ clock at night to leave the next morning for Blissdom.  Packing has begun.
Left for Nashville.
Experienced severe cramping and bleeding all day.  Thought I may die.  or that my uterus would slip out of my butt on the airplane or in front of 250 bloggers.
Still managed to laugh 98 times because my friends are hysterical.  And loving.  And so fun.
Met The Nester in the most beautiful, natural and memorable way.
Met her sister.  And wanted to put her in my pocket.
Traveled to downtown Nashville with Sarah Viola and ate beignets for the first time.  (OMGDELICIOUS) (and yes, I would pronounce them like BEN NETS, because I am dumb.)
Met Heather.  Began loving her immediately.
Sessions.  Little Debbies.  Sessions.  blur.  dinner.  laughter.  pictures.  meeting amazing people.
bed time.
Turned 32 on Saturday.
Started the morning off with coffee, hugs from so many people and being sung to by two incredibly handsome (HOT) men.
Always knew that Barbara Jones and Amber from One2One were incredible, but realized just how much on this particular day.  (Hint: GO JOIN NOW.)
Long day.  Learned a lot.  Dinner with friends.  Old and new.
Yesterday, woke up, packed, went to downtown Nashville, ate ice cream.  (Twice.)  Walked a lot.  Boarded a plane, came home and went to bed.

It really was blissful.  But there were some definite downers:

1.  I bought a sample size of Herbal Essence shampoo, I was hoping to get the same reaction the girl gets in the commercials, but that is not what happened.  Instead, I got some shampoo in my eye and it pretty much hurt a lot.

2.  None of the pictures I took with The Nester are good (of me).  Which completely bums me out, this is the best one, which should portray to you, quite accurately, how awful the rest of the shots must have been:

The Nester & I

3.  I wanted to meet so many more people and sit down and talk with so many more bloggers.  MORE TIME.  I NEEDED MORE TIME.  I’m seriously broken hearted knowing there was people I didn’t get to meet.

Next time, I suppose.

More updates about Blissdom later.  Lots of pictures were taken.  But for now it’s naptime.  Don’t judge.

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