Tuesday, March 31, 2015. I felt like I was really celebrating with the entire army that has been behind me through this all. Apparently I must have lost all the muscle in my legs because it feels like I am just running around with cement blocks attached to my feet! I think our house is finally healthy and getting back to normal too. KNOCK ON WOOD! Well I am o.

Do I Still Get to be the Barren Librarian? And then motherhood got hard. CD 21, 8 DPO and Bleeding. My breasts are now my mortal enemies. CD 22, 9 DPO. I am pretty sure I am better today.

Two chicks, two hounds, and a baby on the way. I had eye surgery as a baby that left me with a very lazy left eye despite years of patching and glasses. Unfortunately, I felt like exactly as much of a fish out of water as I feared.

All about stitching and bitching. Who am I kidding? Sunday, January 3, 2016. I feel like finishing 2015 should earn me some sort of prize. It was hard, damn hard. And I kept on rising to meet all of my responsibilities as hard as I could. Some other shit happened, but all I really take away from 2015 is that we got through it. And I want to do more yoga and shit, too. Saturday, August 8, 2015. Hey girl, you should totally get that yarn ball tattoo.

Which by the way were a total breeze for me! But everything had to be timed perfectly for the egg retrieval.