Author T-Mommy

TB3 is about the size of a 2×2 LEGO brick. I can’t believe that we’ve known for a whole month now….seems so crazy how much time has passed since that first morning staring at that stick. My nausea didn’t let… Continue Reading →

TB3 is about the size of a playing die. Week 7 was not very kind to me. I’m still tired. Will it ever end? I feel like I can’t get enough sleep. The fatigue and nausea are horrible. In addition to… Continue Reading →

TB3 is about the size of a popping firecracker. I’m just SO tired…all…the…time. And nauseous. It’s throwing me off my game. This has been such an off week, for sure. I was making stupid mistakes at work. To the point that… Continue Reading →

TB3 is about the size of a bb pellet. This was the week of the infamous Chicago polar vortex, so I spent a great deal of it indoors, which actually turned out to be good because I was extremely tired…. Continue Reading →