Time feels like the egg white that slipped through my fingers

Time is passing too quickly. It feels like the egg white that slipped through my fingers and fell on the floor while I tried to make an omelette. It happened so fast and somehow small pieces of shell still made it into the whisking bowl. It’s hard to get a grip on time.  There’s been … More Time feels like the egg white that slipped through my fingers

Why do I feel as though I have to justify this “third child” pregnancy?

I am now officially halfway through my pregnancy. “Hooray!” read the Baby Center app. “Celebrate by splurging on a pedicure, a pregnancy massage with essential oils, or a new outfit that shows off your bump.” Okay, then. Not sure who this wildly-off-course message could be for, but it isn’t me. It’s banking on a lot … More Why do I feel as though I have to justify this “third child” pregnancy?