Start over. Fuck. I was pregnant. Fuck, fuck, fuck. My brain started spiraling out of control. I was leaving. I wanted to leave. I was done with this marriage, done with this man. WHAT THE HELL WERE WE THINKING?? Fuck. My thought process was unhelpful. I did not want to be pregnant. I didn’t want to be a single… Read More
Start back at Part One Several weeks later, I still didn’t have an ultrasound job. I had been on multiple interviews, and had really good prospects, but my self confidence was starting to wane. I didn’t know how to get a job in the ultrasound field and my lack of experience was hugely limiting. I started casting my net farther… Read More
I am a woman. I am a wife. I am a mother. I am a friend, a sister, a child. I am an ultrasound tech. I am a blogger. I am a social media junkie. I am a breastfeeding mama. I am a natural birthing junkie. I am smart. I am kind. I am healthy. I am lucky. I am… Read More
Brock took these. A photographer he is not. They are under exposed, and poorly framed, and grainy to boot. But I will treasure them beyond all others.