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…*
When I was two months postpartum, I rejoined Weight Watchers. I had promised myself I would give it eight weeks—to recover, to feel good mentally, to settle into a routine. And then I would start slow, get back at it, start tracking my food, eventually start tracking my weight… …that was a bad, bad idea.… Continue reading Getting Back on the Horse
Warning: some images may be too graphic for some (but not really…just a little bit of blood, nothing out of the ordinary for the birth of a baby).
This is probably the first and only time I’ll post from my iPhone. I’m not a fan of mobile posting, but we really are that busy! I am 39 weeks pregnant today. Tomorrow—in about twelve hours or so, to be exact—pregnant will no longer be a word to define me. As I said last week,… Continue reading Final Pregnancy Update: 39 Weeks
Okay…38 weeks pregnant today. The last week flew by. Lots to catch y’all up on (if you only follow the blog and not any other form of social media), so let’s get started.
No doubt about it now, folks—I am full term. Today, I am amazed to say I am 37 weeks pregnant with my third pregnancy overall and, it would very very well appear, my first viable pregnancy. ‘Scuse my French, but holy fucking shitballs.