Author T-Mommy
TB3 is the size of a Gameboy. *sigh* Week 19. I’m beginning to have a love/hate relationship with this pregnancy. (Maybe I’ve always had it, and I’ve just been in denial until now.) This week started with me half-dressed looking… Continue Reading →
TB3 is the size of a slingshot. Week 18 is my dude. It started and ended with answers. Real. Concrete. Answers. First. Y’all I’ve been having asthma attacks for the past three weeks and didn’t know it. Do you know… Continue Reading →
TB3 is the size of a game controller. Remember how I called Week 16 a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad week? Well, clearly I hadn’t met Week 17 yet. This week was off to a good start – I started… Continue Reading →
*looking at belly support bands*TD2: What’s that?Me: Pregnancy support bands. When you’re pregnant, your belly grows and things get moved around and sometimes that can hurt a little. Hopefully, these will help Mommy with some of the pain I’m feeling. TD1:… Continue Reading →