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Note: Please use caution if you are sensitive to pictures of babies who have been delivered too early. This post contains such photos. Three years ago, this May, I experienced a second trimester loss of my monoamniotic (MoMo) twin sons.
It was the last day of my first job. I packed a few pictures, some files and a dying houseplant in copy paper box. I had decided to leave my dream job just a few weeks shy of a year.
If you meet me in real life, it doesn’t take long for the conversation to turn to cycle charting. Observing and charting my body’s physical signs of fertility has given me the ability to know day by day if I’m
I tried to see past the nurses and the doctor in the delivery room. I just wanted one glimpse of him. My sweet baby boy was finally here. After a preterm labor scare and 7 weeks on bedrest, we had
I’m embarrassed to admit that I have a hard time asking for help. I’ve somehow developed a subconscious personal policy to minimize how much I allow others to contribute to my daily needs. I guess I figure since I’m blessed
I was raised on a healthy diet of coca-cola, lays potato chips, and hamburger helper. Eating clean, and having an awareness about products that I use and ingest, wasn’t something that I was brought up worrying about, or even considering.
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