A Firefighter's Wife

I met Ricky right before I turned 13.  I had just started junior high at a small school that went from preschool to high school.  I don’t really remember being impressed with Ricky – more just remembering meeting him and kind of being friends.  My main two memories of him in that first year are [...]

My sister was the first family member we told when we found out we were pregnant.  We invited her over, and handed her a package.  When she opened it, she found a bottle of Martinelli’s Apple Cider that had a label on it telling her she was going to be an aunt and had a [...]

For the last few months, I’ve been trying to lose weight.  I’ve gotten back to my pre-pregnancy weight, but still need to lose more to get back to my “in-shape” weight.  And I’ve been doing good.  I’ve been eating healthy, walking everyday, and not eating too many sweets.  And then, Ricky bought a box of [...]

I’m scared of getting pregnant again.  It’s not the feeling of being unprepared or not having more time alone with Desmond that I fear, but the actual pregnancy part.  When I was pregnant with Des, I was so sick.  Not a little sick.  Beyond sick.  I had a subchorionic bleed, which prevented me from doing [...]

I’ve mentioned on here how hard breastfeeding is, but since I’m all about honesty, I figured I’d give a detailed account of my early struggles with it.  So here it goes.
Moments are Desmond was born (and by moments, I mean like 15 minutes later, after I’ve delivered the placenta and have been sewn up), they [...]