Ever since I found out about gestational diabetes, I’ve been worried that I’d have it when I got pregnant. I don’t know if it’s because I know how much I love chocolate and fruit and feared the worst (that I’d have to go off of them for months), or if my rational self knew I …
One thing I quickly realized about being pregnant is that I can basically use it as an excuse for everything– I forgot we had that meeting today? Blame it on pregnancy brain. I was late for work yesterday morning? Blame it on morning fatigue and my struggle to move quickly. I almost started crying over …
I mentioned in several posts back that the first 13 weeks of pregnancy made me too sick to even read, which is partly the reason I took such a long break from blogging about what books I’d finished lately. However, it’s been several months since then, and I’d like to get back on track (especially …
One lesser-known fact about me is that dogs kind of freak me out—stemming back from a bite I got in the face when I was 3 and continuing throughout the years, my semi-fear of dogs has been pretty constant. If I know the dog and it obviously is friendly, I’m fine. If I don’t know …
One week into January’s spending freeze, and I’m somehow already broke. I know exactly why, of course– You see, my school district does this thing that I HATE where they pay us much earlier than normal “to help with the Christmas expenses.” Normally, I get paid the last day of each month (as …
Today, my first day back at the school in two and a half weeks, brought comments like the following: “I probably shouldn’t say this, but over the break, you got REALLY pregnant.” (from a fellow teacher) or “Mrs. Meidell, you came back! I thought you would have gone and had your baby!” (from a …
I think I wrote down once that December was a time for excess and that January is a time for paring down. It seems it happens every year—after the decadence of overeating, overspending, and over-receiving, I am ready come the new year for eating healthier, spending less, and downsizing. This month I want …
Until I really discovered blogging, I was an avid journaler. And by “avid,” what I really mean to say is that I at least HAD a current journal at every stage of my life and wrote in it anywhere from a dozen times a year to almost daily. As anyone who’s ever tried to …
