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I suppose that's ok, it was a whine about being tired anyway.
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A friend once likened my struggle to conceive to catching lightning in a bottle. Four times we've succeeded, twice the bottle broke. One firefly flits around the living room, the other watches her in amazement. I watch them both with awe, gratitude and a serious need for caffeine.
So don't even try.
When you're right, you're right
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Someday this blog will be about life after the days of checking the toilet paper. In the meantime, this is where I dish on marriage, infertility, losses and the motherhood that comes after. Stick around - it could be fun.
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