Reading. Writing. Me.
It was around 6p.m. on August 7th, 2017. I was eating the chili I'd made, watching a soccer game with my husband, and the Braxton Hicks that I've been feeling all day are not going away with water and elevated feet. In fact, they were starting to hurt a little. I looked at Tim. "Honey."... Continue Reading →
I promise to be there for you when you need me. I promise to sacrifice my comforts for your safety. I promise to protect you. I promise to cover you with prayers and love. I promise to do whatever I can to assure you that the love I have for you is real. That may... Continue Reading →
Unless I go late *crosses fingers and looks pleadingly towards heaven* Things I can no longer do: Bend over (but squatting is good practice for labor, right?) go up or down a flight of stairs without feeling incredibly out of control and off balance (I was a consistent stair tripper BEFORE I was 8 months... Continue Reading →
And hip hip HURRAY for that! On the whole, I'm still not in love with this pregnancy thing. I have fatigue issues, mood swings, and a weird stress induced on and off again appetite. Though oddly enough, I have this wacky feeling I had all of those issues BEFORE I got pregnant. *tilts head and... Continue Reading →
Done. And considering my sweet little complication this semester, I think I did a pretty good job. Not that I'm taking sole credit for that. My husband ran me back and forth to every class, my mother-in-law encouraged me and proofread my writing, most of my professors were sweet and sympathetic to the challenges I had... Continue Reading →
Tah-Dah! We are twenty weeks people (twenty-one by the time this posts), and therefore halfway through this thing called pregnancy! My morning sickness is almost completely gone! I'm finally starting to gain weight. I stuff my face with spinach, eggs, and avocados. I still have an aversion to butter (most dairy actually), toast, and white flour tortillas.... Continue Reading →
https://youtu.be/ny3C4cmyZeg We love you little one. ❤
