It’s been awhile.

The last time I wrote something here COVID hadn’t really started. Things still felt somewhat normal at that time. The roller coaster ride between then and now has been a crazy one, but one I wouldn’t trade for the world. The beginning of June I discovered I was expecting my first baby. A baby that because of my struggles with Polycystic Ovary Syndrome, I wasn’t sure would ever be a reality. Not only did I start the journey of pregnancy but also navigating through my relationship with my babies father, who I always adored but now I am in love with him in a way I never thought I could love someone. It hasn’t been an easy journey for either of us, with me battling my depression along with all the pregnancy hormones. About a month ago Gestational Diabetes also got added to that plate, which so far I’ve been able to control with diet and activity, but I’m telling you being pregnant and not being able to indulge in a giant bowl of cereal or a bag of chips is for the birds. Our baby girl and her health is more than worth the effort tho. She will be here early January, and I know all of this will be worth it when I’m holding her in my arms.