Mom life is hard. It is hard on your mind, body, skin, hair, and especially your wardrobe.
I have my daily struggles. I hate as much as I love. I am as bad as I am good. But if you have followed this blog even a little bit, you should know that I try my very hardest to be the best person that I can be. I try to recognize the silver … Continue reading Farewell, Two Thousand & Sixteen
I've always played around with the idea of getting a tattoo, but if you know me, you know that I'm big on symbolism and branding my body was going to take a lot of convincing. Like most, I would want my tattoo to have meaning and depth. I would want it to be unique, like … Continue reading My First Tattoo
Tuesday, August 9, 2016 Yesterday was pretty scary, but last night was about ten times worse. After I was admitted, stripped down, and propped up in a hospital bed, I was given some meds that would prepare my body for labor. They needed me to dilate to at least 1cm before inducing me. The doses … Continue reading Sweet Lemonade ::: 8/9/2016
Monday August 8th, 2016 Surprise! Baby Girl decided to throw us another curveball. I woke up this morning excited to see my little girl once again. It was time for our weekly BPP with the Perinatologist (high risk pregnancy doctor). As I bounced into the exam room I wasn't thinking of anything but seeing her … Continue reading From A Hospital Bed ::: 8/8/2016
Nothing in life is certain. Not once did I think that'd be right here, right now. Three weeks from our due date and scared as hell. I keep thinking "What did I get myself into? I can't do this." Down syndrome. Heart surgery. Stress. As her due date nears, I find all my optimism fading away. … Continue reading High Expectations
Life is scary. Having a baby is scary. Watching my husband put on his gear and walk out the door every day is scary. I remember when I used to be scared of what could be under my bed so I would take a running start from the doorway and leap onto the covers so nothing … Continue reading Brave Face