Writer. Blogger. Dreamer. Mother.
Last night, the only thing I could stomach for dinner was Taco Bell. A strange subtle version of nausea kicked in for me on Friday. I haven’t thrown up nor have I been tempted to, but the thought of most foods disgusts me. My paleo-ish ways have been thrown out the window for grilled cheese,…
*Very negative pregnancy related post warning!* I have succeeded in convincing myself that something is wrong with this pregnancy. That I have a blighted ovum. Or an ectopic. Or another triploidy fetus. Because just like last time, I am nearly symptom free. I did have some fuzzy brained fatigue that lasted all weekend no matter…
