He rarely tells me I look pretty. When I first married him, I thought — this was an issue we will definitely need to work on. I cringe at how much I reminded him that first year of how he wasn’t measuring up in this area. The poor guy resorted to calendar reminders to remember to buy me cards or text me something sweet. I would see the reminders pop on the iPad we shared –there is nothing sexy about “romance” scheduled. Or is there? (more…)
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Nov
Infertility. I hate that word so much. I remember bristling when I heard someone use it in my diagnosis for the first time. How could they say that? I wasn’t infertile, I was just not pregnant yet, right? But nope, when you pass that year mark of TTC (trying to conceive), and there is no conception, well, then you get labeled that ugly, ugly word. My close friends, and even not so close friends, know I am pretty open about my struggles to get pregnant. Writing them on a blog like this is the first time I have committed to really being open on such a public forum, I guess I feel like it’s time to write about it. It’s been a five year journey,…
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Jul
We bought our home in late 2014 while I was about 5 months pregnant with Cal — so we had only a small window of opportunity to get remodel work done before he was due. As any mother can attest, that nesting instinct is STRONG — you really get antsy when you have remodel projects pending. There were a lot of things to do when we moved into the house but for the sake of timing, we decided to tackle the projects in two phases. In Phase 1 we did the kitchen, guest room and powder bath, and in Phase 2, we all lived in the guest room while re-doing the entire upstairs which included creating a new bedroom, a new bathroom, moving the laundry room to…
