Nausea. Food aversions. Sore boobs. Exhaustion. Unpredictable moods. Loss of all motivation to do anything and everything. Zero patience for my 3 year old son. Complete and utter disinterest in any social activity. I feel like I’m describing some weird and depressing disease, but I’m actually describing the last three months of my life as a pregnant woman.
Read MoreWhen I found out I was pregnant with my son almost 4 years ago, I had been practicing heated yoga everyday and running pretty regularly. But with each passing day, I wanted to do those things less and less. I was always hot (one of the few downsides of living in Hawaii), tired, and unmotivated to do much of anything, especially drive all the way to the yoga studio.
Read MoreJust before midnight on December 27, 2015 (my estimated due date), I told Mike “good night,” shut off the lights, and got into bed. Not a minute later, I felt a little pop and some liquid trickle out. I stood up in nervous anticipation.
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