I think a bloggers worst nightmare is when a post that had their heart, soul and wit poured into it gets deleted. No, I KNOW IT IS. It's my worst nightmare and for the love, IT HAPPENS TOO OFTEN.
I'm kind of raw right now. Yes, I realize I'm being a bit dramatic but I was trying (for the second time) to write the story of the day we found out about this new little baby (the Target story, even!) and then all about how I told Declan. It was FINALLY coming out well. The perfect blend of humor and sentimental. Exactly how that day was.
I finally had the desire to write about it (after trying and failing a few weeks prior), and I was literally A SENTENCE AWAY from it being finished. Ready to post. For the baby books, you know. FOR HISTORY RECORDS OF THIS BABY. Because God knows this is the only place I write anything down.
I walked away from my laptop FOR A SECOND to go get a bag of popcorn out of the microwave and within that second, Emeline managed to click a button and DELETE the entire post, and then it promptly AUTO-SAVED.
FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAILLLLLL.
I knew better. I shouldn't have left the laptop within any type of reachable distance of el-destructo toddler child. But I didn't listen to my inner voice and it's all my fault.
So now you're left with this sad, pathetic, woe-is-me blog post. I'll get over it. And let's just hope that one day I'll get my mojo back to write about that day. You know, prior to actually meeting this kid face to face. But I have a feeling it'll be a while.
PS: There was an excessive amount of CAPS in this post, and for that I apologize. Sense my severe disappointment? GOOD. YOU SHOULD. (Added for dramatic effect.)