Category: pregnancy
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it’s not you, it’s me: living in a high-risk pregnancy
To the well-meaning stranger who asks when my baby is due: there is a reason I avert my eyes. I instinctively touch the head of my 2-year-old as you ask the age gap. You remark how full my hands will be, and I hope you are right; full hands is the goal. But just in…
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Avery Joy is born
It’s been over 7 months since I’ve blogged. It might seem a little ridiculous to post Avery’s birth story so late…but this is literally how long it has taken me to find the time. Things are getting better now: she sleeps well, eats often, and lets me put her down sometimes :). I want to…
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thank-you to my toddler – waiting for baby sister
It’s hard to believe that my pregnancy with your sister is entering the last month. It feels like yesterday that I got that positive test. I picked you up from daycare and whispered “you’re going to be a big sister,” and you whispered “baby.” All those rough first-trimester afternoons where I held you close on…
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our new rainbow
Around June of last year, I started to feel ready again. Whenever the decision is made to open up your heart again to great love, and potentially great loss, it brings about the cautious optimism that often accompanies “We’re trying again.” My heart was ready in June, and our newest rainbow baby was ready in…
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9 months in, 9 months out
This post has been brewing for a while now, effectively since you were born, and definitely since you crossed the 9-month threshold. Suddenly, you have been alive in the world longer than you were alive inside of me. Just as the first days of pregnancy looked nothing like the last moments, life now looks nothing like it…
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Gracie Kate Western is born
This post is overdue, but we’ve been pretty busy. In a months time, our life has gotten significantly crazier, louder, and more loved-filled than I think we’d planned on. It all started after 45 minutes of sleep on a Tuesday night. I know pregnant. I was pregnant before this, and even though it was a…
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what i’ve been training for
Today is Boston, as they say. I love being able to wake up, turn on the TV, and watch all the runners that have been training months, years, even their whole lives, for a race that is less than 20 miles from my house. I remember watching the Boston Marathon last year, as well. It was…
my western nest 