At some point, I’m going to tell you about the awesome day we had on Saturday. Which was much needed after I hugged the toilet for the first time in two pregnancies on Friday night and cried about it. (Domino’s pizza–I love you. The first time. And yes. I cried about puking.) And then at…
word vomit
Word Vom
I’m just going to go ahead and apologize for what is going to seem very stream of consciousness up in here. But y’all? My head and heart are all swimming with words that I cannot pour out onto this screen for one reason or another. If I talk about the fact that my ovaries are…