273 days. 13 drs appointments. 34lbs. 11 blood draws. 1 maternity support belt. 3 nervous breakdowns. 178 oreos. 89 “I just need to complain for a minute” conversations with Mike. 2 fights…
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What a woman is thinking in her final month of pregnancy, I’m going to let you in on a few secrets. I got to thinking tonight in the checkout line in…
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I confess: I bribe my toddler. I’m not proud of it. However, I am proud when she finally picks up her toys, even if it did take the promise of 2…
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Happy Valentine’s Day! This past weekend Mini and I threw a impromptu Valentine’s Day Tea Party. Why? Because I am insane. Normal people don’t plan tea parties in 24 hours.…
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I confess: My belly has gotten so big it is almost impossible for me to bed over. If I drop something? Screw it. Unless it’s a hundred dollar bill, it’s just…