Oh. I see that I haven’t been here since Autumn of 2020. If you’re not following me on Instagram, sorry. Everything’s there. But not everything, of course. Just the highlights. I wrote the following string of thoughts the night before my 37th birthday this month and wondered if I should just let it become part…
My last post announced my pregnancy, in which I laughed and laughed in joy at the positive pregnancy test, and like the faithful blogger I am, I’m back 9 months later with the birth story. Besides, it’s the only thing I consistently do for each of my kids. Beautiful memory box? No. Darling photo album…
Ah, she remembered me, says the Blog Svellerella, I may shine once more! Digital tears of joy. Yes’m. Here I am to say that since January 2018 (when I last wrote a post, on the birth of our now 2 year old), we are now expecting anuzzah baby. I got a message requesting me to please issue…
In which I load you up on a bunch of backstory to compensate for a generally boring birth.
