Let’s cut to the chase here- I’m not pregnant. Nor am I trying to get pregnant. I know the title of this post may seem a little misleading, but I promise I am going somewhere with it.
As you may already know, Skeeter’s birth was slightly traumatizing. I’m not going into the details now, but it you want a refresher, you can check it out here. So stressful, in fact, that my hubby and I agreed that our original plan of having two babies two years apart was officially on hold. While we are so thankful for a baby that is healthy now, we just aren’t quite ready to jump back in the saddle.
When Skeeter was about 6 months old, I thought I was pregnant. I hadn’t actually taken a test, but Ol Mother Nature was super late. I had a regular appointment with my OB, so I relayed my fears to the nurse checking me in. >>>Click here to continue reading on Houston Moms Blog.