Lovelies, I am having a pretty hard time over here with guilt, shame, and anger. So, I wanted to delve into what the word community means. Admittedly, I wrote this post before I’d publicly disclosed my pregnancy. I have been
Hey Lovelies, Fuck. Rant coming. I had an instance the other day when I was out to eat with my family and we got to talking about babies. My cousin and I had our firsts on the same day, it
Hey Lovelies, Man oh man, sometimes having been a nanny is good. Like solid feeding, for example. I know that gagging is part of it and that gagging can LOOK like choking but is not actually choking. I even know
Hey Lovelies, Just a quick rant about baby milestones. When the hell did it become ‘normal’ for kiddos to reach milestones super early?! I feel like there are the actual guidelines that Dr.’s follow regarding a milestone and then there
Hello Lovelies, No triggers today. Well, unless you disagree with my points and they make you pissed off and you suffer from rage blackouts… Then it may be triggering for the rage blackouts… I’m an infertile woman. I have been
*Trigger fucking warning! I’m going to discuss pregnancy in this post. And it’s not all rainbows and happiness. While I welcome feedback, and am expecting a certain level of backlash, I want you to protect yourself first. So if a
Hey Lovelies, Ok… time to come clean. I’m fucking losing it. The period between egg retrieval and embryo transfer is torture. When you know that, in a lab somewhere, your precious embryo-babies exist. Those babies that you’ve been aching for,
Good morning Lovelies, Holy Twitter-rage, Batman! This past week was an eye opening experience for me on Twitter. Last Christmas season I wasn’t on it. I wallowed alone. This year I was able to wallow with others who understood how
Hello Lovelies! I am going to rant a little in this post… ok, a lot… so bear with me. Today, as I scrolled through my Facebook feed a few memes caught my eye. The first one was harmless enough. After