People always seem surprised to learn that I grew up without money, or at least without much of it. I don’t know for certain if this is the reason why, but it occurs to me that neither of my parents ever had any semblance of what you could call a career. Sure, they worked,
Tag: fear
Overwhelming sadness. Alone. Irritable. Ashamed. These are the words that come to mind when I think back to my struggle with postpartum depression three years ago. During those dark days I remember feeling so confused. I knew how lucky I was to have this beautiful baby, and how happy I should be, yet I began
Ever since last week, when we learned the date of our first IVF cycle, I’ve been on an emotional rollercoaster. Wait, let’s be serious. This entire process leading up to the learning of the date of our first IVF cycle has been an emotional rollercoaster. I was at work when I got the call to
Before having my son, my husband and I were the epitome of a D.I.N.K. (Double Income No Kids) couple. We both had steady careers and were definitely about having fun. We would go out to bars, restaurants, or friends’ houses for a good time EVERY weekend. People would joke that they would wait to see
I can remember it like it was yesterday – looking down at my cell phone to see the BLOCKED wording lighting up on my phone, knowing it was call that could make me jump for joy or send me into a small depression. I was waiting for my first “big girl” post college job offer. I
