He’s here! He’s here, 5 weeks early, born 5 lbs and 9 oz, and he’s perfect. This is Isaac, or as I’ll call him here, Baby I. Call it “Mother’s Intuition”. I knew it! I knew it without truly bringing it to light that I was going to have my son early. In my last… Continue reading Perfect
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
I’ve been in a little blogging funk lately, as I have many times before. I love to write and share, but sometimes I feel like I have everything and yet nothing to offer all at once. At any rate, I’ve also been busy. And while all of the following could be their own individual posts,… Continue reading Spring
I’m sitting in the same spot. The worn-out cushion on the reclining couch that I spent 8 straight weeks on, day in and day out. I’m wearing similar clothes – baggy, ugly, mostly my husband’s to fit comfortably over a 27 week-pregnant body. The music is the same, Pandora in the kitchen, set to “Yoga… Continue reading In My Arms