Today I’m at home, it’s raining out and I’m writing in our school room, Charlie at my side. Bella is at her hourly care class so I had time to work and finish up some papers for school. I’m really trying not to let myself be consumed by this pregnancy. Looking back on Kaden’s (and…
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I Am So Tired Of It.
I am so, so tired of being treated like an idiot around medical staff. I’m tired of having to constantly fight to be treated like an individual. Not just another pregnant chick. I am tired of having to comply with policy in order not to make anyone mad, and then feeling like a complete wuss…
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11 months. 19 weeks and 4 days.
11 months ago Preston and Julian were born at 3am. I was 19 weeks and 4 days pregnant. I am 19 weeks and 4 days pregnant today with our third son. It’s hard to put into words, out loud or here, what emotions wash over me. I’ve thought about this day a lot. Part of…
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Tired of Being Afraid
I’ve hesitated writing this on here for so long because I’m so sick of hearing my own fear and worry that I could honestly scream. But when I push it down, tell myself no one wants to hear it, that I’ll only get back loads of advice and “Just give it all to Jesus!” or…