That’s the minimum amount of ounces I’ve pumped for my son since he was born. I would have an exact number, except my phone shit the bed a few weeks ago and Apple had to wipe it clean. If I had been on my game, I would’ve posted an entry on my exclusive pumping journey… Continue reading 16,283 Ounces—Give or Take a Few Hundred
Two years ago today, I woke up before my husband. The sun was peeking through the shades of the hotel window, hinting at another hot summer day in Washington, DC. Only a week or so before, we’d been in an awful and scary car accident that left our car totaled, my husband’s ribs broken, and my… Continue reading The BFP of 2014
This beautiful little love of my life turned a year old yesterday! AHHHHHHHHHHHH. So of course, I wrote about it for the Rainbows & Unicorns blog. Because…duh. I’ll write a less artsy-fartsy “this is the kind of shit my baby does” type of post hopefully this week or weekend (once I’m over the plague my husband… Continue reading Rainbows & Unicorns: To My Son on His First Birthday
Sometime during the fall of last year, I read something that really upset me. I was in the middle of some struggle—teething, or bad anxiety, or feeling like I’d messed something up or something wasn’t going right, just…something. As I often do in times of high emotion, I opened a new post screen and wrote out a… Continue reading Rainbows & Unicorns: We Are Not Superheroes…
(This is the second half of my post about Joey’s first Christmas. It ran a little long, so I broke it up into two separate posts. Read the first part here! Again, apologies for length. And for the abundance of photos. Also, sorry for the lateness. This was supposed to be done a week ago. But… Continue reading Although It’s Been Said, Many Times, Many Ways…
I’ll start this off by saying my son’s first Christmas was lovely, magical, emotional, stressful, silly, rushed, exciting, overwhelming, exhausting, fulfilling, and perfect in all its imperfection. I meant to write this post before Christmas, but ran out of time and energy. I’m glad I waited until after the holiday because now I have a different perspective.… Continue reading Where Are You, Christmas?
I really didn’t intend to write a post today. This morning—as I alternated between packing my lunch and pumping equipment for work, and playing with my nearly 8-month-old son playing on the floor—I reminded my husband that it was October 15th. I told him about the memorial wall for which my colleagues and I had… Continue reading Pregnancy & Infant Loss Remembrance Day
Here I was, spending the last month or so contemplating the idea of pursuing another 100 Happy Days challenge as a little reminder to get out of this funk I’ve been in for a while..and then I stumble upon this social movement via a fellow blogger in the IF/RPL community. Kismet! So, #snapshotsforsanity is a social… Continue reading #snapshotsforsanity
At our 37w appointment (the infamous one where I found out I would likely need a c-section), my husband and I had some time to kill between my appointment and the ultrasound. So we went down to Dunkin’ Donuts on the first floor of the building to grab some breakfast before returning upstairs to the OB office… Continue reading A Moment 27 Weeks in the Making…*
Sometimes, pretty cool and amazing things happen when you least expect them. A year and a half ago, I created an anonymous blog and associated Twitter account in an attempt to dig myself out of a depression following my second miscarriage. I was desperate to find comfort in others who could relate, as the majority… Continue reading A New Adventure
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