I am absolutely grateful for every symptom, every run to the washroom, every nauseating car ride, every headache, every uneaten meal, and every medication I must take to get them here. I am grateful that despite how long the road has been so far, that the real journey is just beginning.
I sat on the floor and I cried. My two year old hugged me an patted me on the cheek. He did this mere moments after throwing his plate on the floor screaming "NO" and yelling at the top of his lungs. I cried because I was failing him. I cried because he deserves patience and empathy and understanding and I had significantly less than he demanded of me that day.
One of my favourite things about this pregnancy has been the slow decoration of the kid's room. Because of getting pregnant only a couple of months after moving into the house, it has been the only room in the house to receive a creative touch... so far. The ability to work on this room slowly, over time and evolve… Continue reading Nursery Progress
Not the blog, my actual life. Let's back track a little bit shall we? The last entry was a farewell to my precious Dez. While I didn't intend to take a hiatus as long as I did, I ended up needing a little extra time. I still have trouble understanding that she's gone and late… Continue reading My Texas Life is Changing
It was something I'd never heard of, a glucose test. Sounded easy enough. I had asked my doctor to test my glucose a couple of years before (I had gained a bunch of weight really quickly and it wasn't shedding despite hard work at the gym) and everything came back normal. I figured I would… Continue reading Gestational Diabetes: Tears and Tenacity
There I was typing away at my NANOWRIMO story. I was creating characters I liked, taking them on an adventure I enjoyed when it hit me; exhaustion. I laid down for a nap that afternoon and I've been asleep ever since. Okay maybe not literally, I have been getting to work and social obligations… Continue reading My Texas -Mommy- Life