I’m guessing there comes a time in every pregnant woman’s life where she starts panicking. Like yes, this is really happening. No? Just me? There’s been a number of little issues in the past few days that have kickstarted this OMG-ing. I hit 34 weeks. A great, wonderful week to hit in the preemie world.… Continue reading 34 weeks. Is this real life?
I haven’t thought of my twins’ age in months since they turned two, but I wanted to touch upon the fact that they’re almost 3. Not quite – two more months to go, but almost. Considering this baby’s due date and the twins’ birthday is only 3 days apart, we have a fun July coming… Continue reading 32 weeks, 34 months
I’ve believed for many years that guilt is a crappy emotion, one better off not felt at all if you can help it. I especially can’t stand when people try to make you feel guilty. Children and teens are extra sensitive to that (or at least I was) and that’s just no way to live… Continue reading Pregnant Mommy Guilt