Contrary to what single men and women think: trying for a baby is miserable! With my son we started trying by not trying to not have a baby.
Author / Holly
For those of you who do not know, my nickname growing up was Hollyballs.
As of three years ago I became a serious runner. I love running races, however I usually only run ones that provide medals at the end. Why? Because I love being rewarded for doing things that suck.
Normally I am a pretty grounded person. I hold together nicely and rise to the occasion when faced with adversity. This has always been my strength.
Ah the allure of young love.
I can remember when I first met Husband. I was so nervous yet so comfortable around him. I often had butterflies just seeing his name pop up on my caller ID.
On a serious note (Me…serious?): I want to take a moment to remind everyone how powerful words are, especially to children.
Many times as a child, I felt lost and in need of guidance.
So my husband and I took the kid to NYC in August. New York is an entirely different experience with a toddler.
While walking through Times Square I tried to take a picture with my baby.
