One of my goals for 2018 is to be more real, open and transparent.
I decided, and I have no clue why, to keep track (for one day!) of all the lovely things that go on when you’re 34 weeks pregnant. I’m sure it’d be funnier if I was 38 weeks pregnant and blogging about this–but 34 weeks will suffice.
Remember…this is raw, honest and real. I hope you laugh as much as I do, and cry a lot less. Continue reading