Tag Archives: Pregnancy

I mean, generally speaking, we know how this happens. We don’t actually really know how this happened. My best guess is it involved crazy early ovulation & sperm that set up camp in my uterus. So let that be the answer to “Was it planned?” Other answers to questions we’ll be asked: Due Dec. 16th, […]

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Oh, uh… hi guys!  This is a bit of an experiment going live before I’d planned to do so, but it’s one of those things I have to push publicly to see if all moving parts are working together properly. And to get this listed in iTunes. YES, it’s a podcast… sorta. It’s a Pod-ioBook! […]

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Today I share with you this very profound piece of writing by my friend, AND NEW CONTRIBUTOR (YAY! Ya’ll will love her!), Suzanne. She is very, very, very, very, very pregnant.  Very. I say we welcome her with open arms, commiseration, funny jokes, and NOBODY TELLING HER TO RELAX.  **************************** Hi, I’m Suzanne. I’m currently […]

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Last week, from the comfort of our Great Wolf Lodge suite, my hair barely dry, I Skyped into the HLN studios to discuss “the real deal” about being pregnant with Kyra Phillips and the Raising America team. I’ve been working on sending them little video diaries throughout the last few weeks, and they put together […]

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I have a new craving. Bradford Leather Rocker Recliner from Sam’s Club Don’t worry. I don’t want to eat it. I just crave laying in it, eating in it, sleeping in it, watching the kids from it. I have never been a big recliner fan, truthfully. But now, I don’t care how ugly and overstuffed […]

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My body keeps having to remind me it’s pregnant. It’s quite inconvenient. I have stuff to do, yo. But, in the midst of this (nearly over) 2nd trimester energy surge, I tend to forget that I’m actually growing another living being inside me, and that that’s kind of a shitton of work. So then my […]

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I want, I crave, I salivate thinking of eating a spoonful of wet sand. I would love to eat a couple pieces of chalk. I want these things more than anything else. More than pickles or ice cream, more than pizza or french fries. Nothing sounds as good to eat as sand and chalk. I’d even […]

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