There’s something transforming about blogging. Something peace-bringing. Like flinging my words out on a keyboard actually flings them across the Universe where they are not only read but heard by The Powers That Be. Writing that post Wednesday night–coming clean about how I’ve been feeling–lifted a burden off my shoulders. Made my heart a little…
Baby #2
Growing humans is hard, yo
I mean, perhaps I should say growing A human is hard (yo) but I feel like humanS fits since technically I’ve already grown ONE human and that was hard too. Because as of my routine, pants-on check-up today, there’s still only one human in my uterus thankthesweetbabyJesus. (Also cue the baby-Jesus-thanks for not having to…
Brought to you by the letter “P.” For “pregnant.”
Also included? “Preggers,” “pregs,” “preggie,” “pregster,” and anything other than pregnant.
Excuse me, is this thing on?
Y’all, the past 9(?) weeks have really done a number on me and this blogging thing. I mean, that is, in case you haven’t noticed the relative lack of posting that’s been going on in here. I feel like I came back from BlogHer and peed on a stick, and then my blogging world went…
Going back
The day that test came up positive, I formed a bullet list in my mind of the things I wanted to do before the new baby arrived. Things we should’ve done as a family of three and either couldn’t afford or didn’t take time to do. Now that we’re on a short supply of time…