I went gluten-free 11(ish?) years ago. I’m not allergic, I just feel better when I don’t eat it — less bloated, no cystic acne, etc. I have been eating it while pregnant, because…I’m pregnant? And anything goes right now. One of the things that C and I have always had in common is a desire … Continue reading
Giant bold disclaimer: Of course, I need to start out by saying that there is no one-size-fits-all approach to getting pregnant at an “advanced maternal age,” and that I what I did of course won’t work for everyone. This is simply my story of how we overcame “secondary infertility” at age 39 and went on … Continue reading
I am 17 weeks pregnant with a mysterious baby girl who decided to nestle in my belly one month before I turned 40. We found out on Christmas Day; I was just making sure I was good to drink at a family gathering when I saw the faint second line appear. “It won’t stick,” I … Continue reading
I see the discarded pregnancy tests in the trash as I toss in a tampon wrapper. These unlikely plastic adversaries sit beside each other: one a symbol of hope, the other of failure. Immediately, I think, Ugh, I’ll take the trash out so I don’t have to look at those. Then, correcting myself, I think, … Continue reading
I started this blog almost five years ago. I was sitting at a Starbucks near my boyfriend’s (C, who would later leave me, and come back, and marry me) house, racking my brain about why I’d been so much happier in Japan. And when I looked back, it was all of the little things that … Continue reading
Our little girl Violet was lifted into the world three weeks ago yesterday, on July 22nd, 2016. I say “lifted” because she was a c-section birth. A friend told me the story of her daughter’s c-section by sharing that the nurse had said, “Some babies need to be lifted into this world rather than … Continue reading
Sounds like a vacation package, right? Nope. It’s the time left until our baby is born. (EEK!) A lot has happened since I blogged about being in the third trimester. We found out some potentially alarming news about six weeks ago that our baby wasn’t growing as she should, and that she may have something called … Continue reading
I love the above quote because it is true. It’s all the advice I read when I was struggling, and in the end, it was the only thing that worked. Trying to manifest things back failed. Making a love altar in the northeast corner of my apartment failed. Even crying for weeks in a therapist’s office … Continue reading
I’ll unashamedly admit that when I heard the term “babymoon” for the first time, I thought it was really dumb. I think we try to celebrate EVERYTHING in our culture sometimes (“First trip to the movies as an engaged couple!” is an actual Instagram post I saw a couple of weeks ago) and sometimes, I … Continue reading
You wanna know what forces you into living smaller + slower? Growing a human being! I am an energetic person, who, if you give me my 7-8 hours of sleep, likes to go-go-go until the last moment. (You guys, I write this blog to remind ME to slow down just as much as I do it for … Continue reading
small life, slow life 