Something was seriously out of alignment, and I knew it. All the signs were there. My throat started to feel swollen and scratchy. I couldn’t focus or complete complex tasks, and the weighted feeling of
I’m crashing again. Dropping out of the bottom of a wave that feels like it might smash me to pieces. It’s 9pm and my beautiful, round-cheeked, incredibly perfect 8-week-old has been resisting her bedtime for
The baby was crying again. Actually, replace crying with shrieking. The baby was alerting us—7 minutes after the last alarm—to the fact that she was in critical pain. Or had to fart. Or wanted to
You have this kick-ass marriage before the baby. Maybe you continue said kick-ass partnership during pregnancy, because guess what? You still have things like, I don’t know SLEEP, sanity, social life and quality time together.