Through the blur of my tears, I saw a tiny head of dark hair, and I heard her powerful cry.
An Open Letter to My Husband for Valentine's Day
On Being Pregnant: Week 30
Some days I wondered if I was even worthy of this gift. I would look at myself in the mirror and actually feel a level of shame about my growing bump. Was I doing something wrong?
On Being Pregnant - Week 22
It's not all glowing skin and pretty bump pictures. I realize I haven't taken the time to sit down and really hash some of this not-so-picture-perfect stuff out. You've been warned: Here goes the most whiny post I've probably ever written.