No, I’m not talking about your parents or your first pet. Not even the first person you said I love you to. I’m talking about the person you made a lifelong commitment to. The one who stood by your side through your pregnancy. That guy you call your best friend.
To say fourth months was rough would be an understatement. Never again in my life will I say babies have it easy. The amount of mental developments going on inside their little brains make so much sense now as to why they’re fussy or moody. Continue reading
“When does she start getting fun?” is the question my husband jokingly asked one evening during one of Bailee’s witching hour montages. I just smiled at him and said, “What’s not fun about a fussy baby?!” Continue reading
I found myself saying this almost every week of my pregnancy. I refused to be one of those women who used her pregnancy as a crutch. I wanted to be as independent as possible while carrying this child. Continue reading
…so baby will you be my wife? Now that we know a little better, we could have a real nice life. ‘Cause I’m what you wanted and you’re what I need, so let’s meet in between. We’re gonna be the greatest love story this town Continue reading
…then comes marriage. Wait, that’s not how it goes. Whoops?
We all have a timeline plan of our lives set out for the big stuff (i.e. marriage, kids, job, etc.), whether we want to admit it or not. We want to have that adult career, then find our soulmate, marry them and Continue reading
…all the way to Texas. Because that’s where it is taking you. Leaving all your family, friends and job behind for the unknowns. Taking that chance on Continue reading