with hair disheveled
Saturday, February 23, 2013

I guess that's why they call it the blues

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I remember how weepy I was with Andrea's pregnancy.  I couldn't get through any movie without crying.  Yes, this includes comedies...
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Thursday, February 14, 2013

Romantic deep cleaning and a frozen pizza

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Being a mother is amazing, but I often find it very lonely.  It seems strange that I can feel that way when I can't even use the bathroo...
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Wednesday, February 6, 2013

A blue raspberry slushy

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At the beginning of August, 2010, my mother, my husband, and I drove down to Provo for the much anticipated 20 week ultrasound.  I was convi...
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Monday, January 28, 2013

A sick day

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I sometimes wish being a mother was as glamorous as those black and white, retouched newborn photoshoots.  But then, I suppose, we'd hav...
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Friday, January 18, 2013

The mysterious smell

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That pregnant moment when the smell of your own body keeps you up at night. It's officially 6:45 in the morning, but I've been awa...
Monday, January 7, 2013

That pregnant moment

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Being pregnant is an extraordinary experience.  There are so many sensations that one rarely, if ever, feels in non-pregnant life.  Sometime...
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Sunday, December 30, 2012

Snow

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It has been snowing for days.  People are complaining on facebook and at the FedEx store.  But I love it.  The past few winters brought but ...
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