Love Simply Kate

How did this happen? I have no idea where the time is going. I remember being pregnant with Dylan and the clock didn’t seem to budge. Every second felt like an hour. But with this little guy in my tummy, it’s the exact opposite. It probably has to do with the fact that I have Dylan who keeps me extremely occupied, plus school and homework on top of that. I am 28 weeks today and it’s insane, and I am now starting to get a little scared. It’s starting to hit me that not only am I going to have to push a human being out of my wahoo again (insert scared and terrified emoji here), but I am also getting used to the fact that I am going to be losing lots of the sleep that I love and cherish so much. Not only was Dylan an amazing newborn and basically slept through the night from the day we brought him home, he’s been amazing ever since. There have, of course, been a few nights here and there where he was either sick or scared but honestly, 99% of his life he has b...

Disclaimer: This post is extremely raw and personal for me. I wrote it a couple of weeks ago and writing it took a couple days because I had to leave it alone when the memories became a little too much. There is raw emotion and a little bit of graphic dialogue at times (I tried to keep it as least graphic as possible). Also, I wrote this very late at night both times I added to it, so please disregard any spelling or grammar errors. Just letting you know before you start. I have been having a huge impression to blog about this for a while, but haven’t because it was such a private and personal experience. One that, for a long time, I couldn’t even think about without bursting into tears. But now that it’s been over a year, I feel that I can finally write about my experience and hopefully help others who have either gone through the same thing or something similar, or will in the future, because apparently, every 1 in 4 pregnancies turns into a miscarriage. They tell y...