I can’t get carbs off the brain, and I’m having a hard time resisting temptation, so I’m shunning them from my life for a bit. I don’t know if I’ll do the full two weeks of South Beach Diet’s phase 1 or if I’ll just do a few days, but I’m heading […]
I finally did it. I got tired of hearing that pesky treadmill nag me about being a fatty, fatty boombalatty, so we had a reunion of sorts. It wasn’t magical. A light didn’t shine down from heaven to the sound of a chorus of angels. It was mildly sweaty and majorly not […]
My final birth control pill of this forced-break cycle, also pictured with two Barney Rubbles and two Metformin
I apologize to all the women I unfairly judged in the past, most notably the ones who suffered an early pregnancy loss before my pea brain’s cutoff date deemed it worthy of their ongoing pain.
I’d be lying if I painted myself in a picture of utter despair and sadness. Mostly, I’m OK.
It’s weird. […]
Disclaimer: This entry contains information regarding our adventures with trouble trying to conceive. Feel free to skip over if you wish to avoid too much information regarding my reproductive parts. I won’t blame you. I’d rather skip this stuff, too.
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