Sine nomine

I can't post much about today. I know about the lists of names, the images, the rest of it, but I can't deal with it. I go right back to where I was--our first child was five days old. I was still recovering physically, still hormonal, still trying to get my feet under me maternally. I just go back to how vulnerable that five-year-old child was, and I try in vain to convince myself that she's less so now, that I am as well.

The conclusion is coming. Just not today.