Ok – so many updates: babymoon, baby shower, baby body, etc. I have become terrible about blogging while pregnant. Kevin and I took an absolutely wonderful babymoon. We decided to take a long weekend get away a couple of weekends ago as probably the last time we go anywhere like this as just the two … Continue reading
I’m a terrible mom already. You are also a terrible mom. And to the mom reading this that thinks it doesn’t apply to her, nope, you are not exempt ma’am, you are also a terrible mom. Let me tell you why… If your style of parenting/pregnancy is different that someone else’s you’re a terrible mom. Apparently … Continue reading
My midwife paused, “Well, that’s a 5 Alarm Fire. You need a neuro consult immediately.” shit. Ok … let’s rewind… It happened once like three weeks ago. I’d just get this overwhelming sense of dizziness. The grab the table, you just stepped of a tilt a world, you’re going to fall feeling. My heart would … Continue reading
It’s an addiction. I know I have an addictive personality. I know I have to be careful. I know I think in black and white terms. And yet I still think about it. Dieting. Weight loss. The control. The restriction. The beauty of it all. I miss my spreadsheets. I miss the scale going down. … Continue reading
I know I’ve been terrible about blogging. Like absolutely horrible. I think about it every day, but the truth is that there really isn’t anything to report. I haven’t hit the “I feel amazing – pregnancy rocks” stage yet. I still have morning sickness, feel like I’ve been hit by a mac track, and can’t … Continue reading
I guess the perk to “morning” sickness is that my toilets have never been so clean. As I found myself wrapped around my Porcelain God at 12:30am I recalled a conversation I had with my MidWife last week: Me: When will the dry-heaving, nausea and constant feeling of yaking stop? MidWife: It mostly stops…sometimes… for … Continue reading
I believe I’m hitting the overly emotional part of my pregnancy. Example 1: Our 9 month old puppy is still struggling with potty training. That’s too damn old. We’ve started Puppy Boot Camp for him because I refuse to be damn 7 months pregnant trying to bend over to pick up dog shit in my … Continue reading
I’m quiet because I’m still scared, honestly. I really, REALLY want to believe and know that everything is fine and this is a healthy, normal pregnancy, but it’s so hard. I’m 10 weeks tomorrow. My insanity has no logic. I have all the symptoms and ultrasounds and heartbeats to prove that this is healthy, but … Continue reading
*I’ve gone back and forth for nearly the last week waffling on if I wanted to share this or not. Is it too early? Is it too soon? Will I jinx myself? What if the unthinkable happens? But alas, SMF is my therapy. My outlet. My safe place – with nearly 2,000 people reading. Sometimes … Continue reading
Thank you. A lot of people have said they’re encouraged, inspired, and thankful I’ve been so open with our infertility struggle, with our now second miscarriage, etc. And some people don’t get it. It’s such a personal, intimate thing someone goes through. I’m sharing the most inner details of my life. Our lives. I ask Kevin … Continue reading
Damn girl, that's a lot of fattitude 