My Perfect Breakdown


I have debated immensely about sharing this.  I have even considered writing my first ever password protected post. But in the end, I’ve decided just to share what’s on my mind, for better or worse.  Because life isn’t perfect, and I’m not about to pretend that it is. . Mr. MPB and I had an argument.  As far as I’m concerned it’s the worst argument we’ve ever had.  I am more hurt,… Read More

I am still fearful. I am fearful that we could end up pregnant this month and that I am not receiving the right type of care. I am fearful that if we do end up pregnant this month, we are destined to miscarry due to the impossibly low progesterone number. I will not dwell in the fear. I cannot dwell in it. I am still angry. We all assumed that I am… Read More