Third Pregnancy Blues
I’m officially over being pregnant. I was over it long before seeing that plus sign appear on the test strip. This is my third pregnancy in a little over three years and it feels like I’ve been pregnant forever. Some people love being pregnant. Me? No, I most certainly do not. If one more person tells…
Enjoying The Post-Delivery Hospital Staycation
Of course, I’m excited to finally meet this bundle of joy I’ve been carrying around in my uterus for the past nine months, but I’m also very excited about the promise of a three-day, two-night stay at the hospital. It’s not exactly a vacation in the traditional sense, but it’s the closest thing I will have…
Pregnancy Third Degree
I’m huge and it’s more than obvious. The appearance of my pregnant belly is inescapable. Besides hating the physicality of being pregnant, the unavoidable conversations related to my pregnancy is worse. This is my third. The excitement and glow are long gone and replaced with tired eyes to match an overall disheveled appearance. When finding…
