I used to refer to those who conceived easily as “the LUCKY ones.” I can’t even begin to count how many friends I know of who “just tried once” or “weren’t even trying” who went on to have a pregnancy without complications. Couples who never had to know the fear that something might be wrong. Couples who didn’t hesitate to post a big announcement on social media, because why would they? Positive pregnancy test = automatic baby 9 months later, right? Couples who didn’t have to deal with monthly disappointment after giving it their all yet again. Couples who didn’t have to plan their month around the “fertile window.” I used to…
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thirty isn’t so bad
I’ve been dreading turning 30- and it has been no secret. I remember planning my life when I was much younger. I saw myself being married right after college, and having both of my babies before I turned 30. I wanted to be the young, cool mom. HA! I am 100% happy that I waited longer to get married, because I had no clue what to look for in a partner during college. And having both of the kids before 30? That’s a bit unrealistic. My 20’s were a roller coaster of ups and downs, twists and turns. Like anyone in their twenties, I made mistakes and learned many of…