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princess smartypants: March 2007
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Monday, March 26, 2007. Well now see, I told you there was nothing to worry about. The baby is there, heart beating away, and seems to be doing just fine. We could see his little arms flailing about. My husband the martial arts expert swears he is making a knifehand. I am 9 weeks and 5 days, and the baby is measuring 10 weeks. So he is accelerated. I just can't thank you enough for your support, encouragement, and empathy. You would really. Which brings me to number 3. 3 I feel so incredibly lucky. A...
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princess smartypants: Feeling Sick (...With Worry)
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Thursday, March 15, 2007. Feeling Sick (.With Worry). For the past couple of days, the fear has been winning. I woke up in the middle of the night last night completely panicked that I am somehow no longer pregnant. That the heartbeat has stopped. I know, I know, this is normal. ALL pregnant women, infertile or not, experience this fear. Yeah, well, it still sucks. My next ultrasound is on the 26th. That is 11 days away. Before the 8th- 10th week.". But see, I'm NOT. 1 Completely and totally out of contr...
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princess smartypants: The Secret, My Ass
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Sunday, March 11, 2007. The Secret, My Ass. Have you all seen. It's been on Oprah. And I'm guessing any other talk show/ magazine/ article/ website/ the oily little "Secret brigade". Can get weasel their way into. It's a book, it's a movie . It's complete and utter bullshit. Maybe it's just me. But I don't get it. Does this not appear to anyone else as a bunch of money-grubbing, fame-hungry salespeople attempting to re-package and market the age-old idea of the power of positive thinking? I know that no ...
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princess smartypants: Joy and Fear
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Saturday, February 17, 2007. When I awoke this morning and the realization that I am pregnant came to me all over again, I wept. I am pregnant. I AM PREGNANT. I feared for so very long that I would never be able to say that. And I like it. Hell, I'm even inserting the progesterone suppository without an ounce of resentment. The fear is not gone. Something that lived inside of me every day for so long can not be evicted so easily. Can't you just be happy? So, they are battling it out inside of me, this jo...
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18 Years and Counting: Long Time, No Post
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18 Years and Counting. Tuesday, October 20, 2015. Long Time, No Post. Remember me, old blog? The lady who had children, quit her job to stay home, went crazy, got better, went back to school, became a nurse, starting working, quit facebook, and now has no free time? I love my job. I'm very glad I went back to school to have a career. It is fulfilling to make money doing something I love. Unfortunately, being a working parent is fucking crazy. Especially working night shift. Starbucks Banana Bread Copycat.
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18 Years and Counting: September 2008
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18 Years and Counting. Wednesday, September 24, 2008. I am tired today. One of the things we talked about in therapy on Tuesday was giving myself permission to have bad days. This is hard for me. I feel like recovery means that you only have good days. But this is unrealistic because even when I didn't have PPD I didn't have good days every day. I am off to go drown my sorrows in a bowl of ice cream. Links to this post. Sunday, September 21, 2008. Perspective is a Bitch. She refuses my offers of dinners ...
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18 Years and Counting: November 2008
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18 Years and Counting. Saturday, November 29, 2008. I see my folks, they're getting old, I watch their bodies change. I know they see the same in me, And it makes us both feel strange. No matter how you tell yourself, It's what we all go through. Those lines are pretty hard to take when they're staring' back at you. Scared you'll run out of time. I am thankful for. My daughter's soft hair that sticks straight up when washed. My son's dark eyes. My husband's warm arms holding me to him. Blessing implies t...
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18 Years and Counting: December 2008
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18 Years and Counting. Tuesday, December 23, 2008. Something to sink your teeth into. Speaking of google, I thought I would share some of the search words that people have used to find my blog (and click away hurriedly). I love to envision what they thought when their google search brought up my lovely little blog. I have been meaning to do this for a while. Baby 4am farts gas. Either way, congrats! 18 years in the army and counting. Stop reading the news. What can I say on my first therapy appointment.
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princess smartypants: February 2007
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Wednesday, February 28, 2007. My husband is talking to my belly. I know what you're thinking. Oh, how sweet! Well, yes, it. Be sweet and adorable except that he is saying things like, "Okay little sac, there will be no crying between the hours of midnight and 10am, and we'll be good friends. You can cry on the inside.". And growing at an alarming rate. I swear I can watch them grow in real time. I read somewhere that they are likely to grow three cup sizes during pregnancy. Giant balls of pain. And there...
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18 Years and Counting: August 2012
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18 Years and Counting. Monday, August 13, 2012. I saw something amazing today. I was in the operating room during a surgery and saw peristalsis of the intestine. It was probably the most memorable thing I have seen in my journey to become a nurse. Why? Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Starbucks Banana Bread Copycat. Deep Thoughts by Adrianne K. An Open Letter to My Brother. Love u more than anything. Just crazy enough to try. Postpartum Health and Bipolar Disorder. Life Finds A Way.