i am nobody. seriously. i'm not famous. i don't have an excellent sense of fashion. i can't teach you the latest tech trends or provide you with videos of makeup techniques. and i am not a mom. well... not yet, anyway.
this blog is self-serving. it's a therapy that i can provide to myself. and maybe, a little more altruistically, it can help some other women experiencing the same or similar misfortune that i have experienced. because SOMEONE has to talk about it. and apparently, that someone is me.
this blog is not for the faint of heart. it's real. it's gritty. and sometimes, it may be difficult to read. but isn't that the beauty of reality? this is the story of my journey: from exhausted to (maybe someday) expectant.
this blog is self-serving. it's a therapy that i can provide to myself. and maybe, a little more altruistically, it can help some other women experiencing the same or similar misfortune that i have experienced. because SOMEONE has to talk about it. and apparently, that someone is me.
this blog is not for the faint of heart. it's real. it's gritty. and sometimes, it may be difficult to read. but isn't that the beauty of reality? this is the story of my journey: from exhausted to (maybe someday) expectant.