My parents were never married and they broke up when I was 7 going on 8 years old. My mother asked me to move out with her and I, a mommy's girl, saw no other option. The year I lived with her was hard - not enough food to bring to school for lunch, or… Continue reading My Mother. Myself.
There are 97 days until this baby girl is here. I never thought I'd be the one counting down the double digits. The nursery is getting painted on Monday, and a muralist is coming in to do some custom work the following week. It's like I'm this regular pregnant mom, getting ready for baby, planning… Continue reading 97 Day Countdown and Mom Anxieties
The biggest news is that we made viability. Yay! I am 24 weeks and 4 days today. We had a growth scan on the day we hit 24 weeks and baby girl is 1 lb 14 oz already and curled up facing my spine, hiding her face. I find myself being infinitely patient with not… Continue reading 24w4d (Viability, Infertility, Miracles, and Fibroid Hell)