On Raising Girls
I’ve been trying to contemplating, slowly considering, thinking-about-while-eating-pizza losing weight before my sister’s wedding this summer. I’d love to look “good in my dress” as the matron-of-honor (sounds SO OLD). I’d love to weigh what I did before I had kids – before I went through infertility treatments. You know, like, my college days 13 years… Continue reading On Raising Girls