From the moment our oldest son entered the world, I felt like we were thrown into the deep end and it was time to sink or swim. I’d say we have treaded water ever since. Sometimes swimming and sometimes sinking. We must have been swimming when we decided to have another kid.… Read More 8 Weeks Down, 4 To Go
For now, my skinny jeans are too skinny, so I am opting for that Christmas cookie and spandex this holiday season.… Read More The Struggle is Real
One month ago, I was 40 weeks and two days pregnant. My Type-A personality finds deadlines very important so that I can plan. I am a planner. I plan EVERYTHING. … Read More One Month Ago
I am really hoping next week my husband thinks he is a professional housecleaner or laundry man. As I think his “doctor” hat needs to be put back on the shelf. … Read More The Mama Cold
It was then in my ninth month of my first pregnancy that my idea for “Dear Pregnant Husband” was birthed. Yes, pun intended with lots of sarcasm. … Read More The Birth of Dear Pregnant Husband