I’ve discovered that a favorite question for pregnant women is: How are you feeling?? Which is a great question to ask! It really is because it shows that you care, that you want to know what’s going on with the pregnancy, and that if she needs anything, you’ll run and get it. The only problem is,… Continue reading Slow Mo
Peanut had his/her first close up last week. This was a monumental day for me since those five weeks that just CRAWLED by were filled with fears, anxieties, and horror stories about miscarriages, accidents, and omglookateverythingthatcouldgowrong. I wanted to see the ultrasound so bad so I could just be RID of all those ugly feelings. I didn’t… Continue reading Being pregnant is kind of being in a haunted house.
I really expected to get to this post sooner. But once my day ends, I’ve eaten dinner, and taken a hot shower, I can’t hold my eyes open to save my life. So blogging is the absolute last thing on my list. As the pregnancy progresses, I am told I won’t remember what it felt like… Continue reading those stupid sticks
It has taken me nearly a month to getting around to this post. I think it’s because there’s been big things happening (actually…one big thing) and I’m not sure how to talk about it. (Me? Having trouble talking? I KNOW, RIGHT?!) If you follow me on facebook, you know by now that I am pregnant. Very exciting!… Continue reading Baby on board…
It happened again. Or, at least I thought it did. I was driving home from my parents the other night, and fat snowflakes were swirling across the road under a dark sky flashing in front of my headlights. I got the distinct feeling that I missed Christmas. I didn’t MISS it miss it. I’ve had four… Continue reading Post Christmas stress disorder
The other day, I made a huge mistake. I mean….almost unforgiveable. This was something that put my mental health at serious risk, and almost forced me to join a support group of some sort. I ventured to the Fashion Mall in Castleton, thus entering Castleton traffic. Those of you who live in Indy know exactly what I… Continue reading and waiting…
Today at lunch, as I was driving back to the office, I was passing a car on my right. I couldn’t help but note the terrible shape it was in; it looked like it had been in an accident, and the entire driver’s side was crunched in. As I passed slowly and studied the damage,… Continue reading Not always the brightest crayon in the box
I love words. I love reading. I love quotes. I collect quotes like some collect stones and stamps. I used to get teased on the bus because every time I got on the bus, I would pull a book from the front pocket of my backpack and put my nose in it the whole way… Continue reading little Advent
Well. Enough said, I think.
As much as I like Christmas music, I am not always a fan of singing them at church for six weeks up until Christmas. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because they play on the radio over and over. Maybe because they have been cheeese-ified by so many artists. Regardless, it’s hard for me to… Continue reading born this happy morning
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