At my six-week postpartum follow-up appointment, I had lost 40 lbs from the day I delivered Emmett and Miles. I was 20 lbs below my pre-pregnancy weight. I was also still 20 lbs higher than my “happy weight,” but still thinner than I had been in years of back-t0-back pregnancies and stressful day-to-day life. During my pregnancy, I was grateful… Read more »
I had my first confirmed miscarriage in July 2010. I say “confirmed” because I believe there was one before that, but I hadn’t tested yet and I don’t know for sure. I was devastated. I was lost. And I felt very, very alone. People kept telling me how common miscarriages are, that there would be other babies, that I should… Read more »
Part of the reason things have been so quiet around here is that the Family-in-Training — Daddy-in-Training, Mommy-in-Training, Miles, Emmett, a bullmastiff, a pug, and a Lynx Point Siamese cat — recently moved from Central Virginia to West Central Florida. It was a 14-hour drive with two babies, two dogs, and a cat that literally meowed. the. whole. time. I’ve never… Read more »
At 7:15 Monday morning, I left my house for my first-ever week-long work trip, and the longest I have been away from the boys since their birth. It’s horrible. I miss them so much that it literally hurts. I physically ache for them. I feel like I am missing a limb and there is phantom pain where it once was…. Read more »
The first six weeks or so after my twins came home from the hospital were a level of exhaustion and insanity I have never known, and do not ever wish to know again (although honestly, having another set of twins in the future wouldn’t be the end of my world — don’t tell Daddy-in-Training). I routinely cried in the middle… Read more »