Once I got home from my bike ride to D.C. I crashed, not literally, but mentally and physically. My friends and family all wanted to know how it went and kept asking me to tell them all about it, but the thing is I wasn’t sure I had anything to share. Continue reading I Think I Am Ready To Talk
Battling infertility has caused me to question my role as a woman, the origin of those life goals and truly debate what I wanted out of life, and has caused Danny and me to re-evaluate our own families future. Continue reading Is Today Going To Be The Day?
Tomorrow was supposed to be different.
Tomorrow, I should have felt the tinge of annoyance because my baby woke up too early because it didn’t know it was my special day. Tomorrow, Danny should have made me pancakes even though he prefers waffles. Continue reading Thoughts on Mothers Day
It has been approximately 48 hours since I began my ride. Continue reading Check In
But I Would Bike 500 Miles….
My Infertility Adaption Continue reading I’m Gonna Be…