2016 began with a snow storm in good old South Bend, Indiana.  It isn’t officially winter here until you are already weeks into being so sick of the cold and snow you that vow to move away before the next winter hits.  In the third week of January, I had some very intense cramping one week before my next cycle was due.  This was yet another sign to me that AF (Aunt Flo) was coming and that 2016 was starting off in disappointing way.  But I was wrong.  These cramps, as I would come to find out were implantation cramps.   I decided that month that I wasn’t going to take…

We talked about having kids many times before our wedding and many times after.  Each time we thought we were “ready,” we came up with reason during date night why it made sense to wait a little longer.  We felt as though we could be more “ready.”  So we waited, and while we waited, we really enjoyed life.  My husband is a little kid at heart.  I am a planner, someone who looks ahead at what is next– so much so that I often miss living in the present moment and enjoying what is going on right in front of me.  Tony grounds me.  I am an excessive documenter of…