I kind of completely love the TimeHop app, and in November I kind of completely love it for two reasons: Reading all of my remarks about NaNoWriMo from 5 years ago is hilarious, hence the title of this blog post. Watching my ever-growing pregnant belly swell to epic proportions in the countdown to my little guys’ birth-day 3 years ago… 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 »
I will never “get over” my miscarriages. Regardless of the fact that I now have 4-month-old babies — two of them — it still hurts. A lot. The pain is less fresh, but it’s there. It’s like an injury that you’ve recovered from but if you move in just the right way it hurts all over again almost like it… Read more »
I know there are, like, legitimate physiological reasons that pregnant women urinate frequently — like a growing baby pressing against your bladder — but I have another theory. I think peeing hourly in early pregnancy and then again in the third trimester serves a very important preparatory purpose. Think of it as practice for constant diaper changes, including in the… Read more »
When I found out I was pregnant in July, it never crossed my mind that anything would happen other than a blissful gestation with a beautiful baby making his or her debut in mid-March. My expectations changed dramatically when, just a few weeks after that big fat positive, the bleeding started. Five days later, my doctor confirmed a miscarriage.