Sweatshirts and Pearls

Before I jump in with this week's post, I want to say thank you to my readers. This has been a  real journey, and although I am not sharing every little detail, I am sharing my personal experience. You all have been very supportive via the comments or personal texts and phone calls. I appreciate that I can use this platform to get things off my chest while simultaneously creating a documentary for my little one. This post is another tough subject, because after all each of us have our own daily struggles.  If you just want the results of the glucose test, just scroll to the bottom. :-) I'm told that every pregnancy is different and every body handles pregnancy in the manner that is intended for that individual (again God doesn't make mistakes). That being said, as carriers/protectors/hosts for your growing parasite now human at 30 weeks, it is imperative that we take responsibility for our health and well being as it will effect our baby. Poor eating habits, stress, g

After my last post concerning raising a little Black boy, I figured we should get back to basics and give you a bumpdate. (If you haven't read the last post, no worries, it's still up for your reading pleasure). So here we are....28 weeks today.... officially in the third trimester. Shxt just got REAL. 12 weeks left until our little Brayden Michael is in my arms, (as I type this he is steady kicking letting me know he can feel my anxiety). I am so excited though; I am in a good place with pregnancy (only took 21 weeks) LOL.... I still don't want to do this again. Thanks for the blessing! Love you Bray, Sorry ma, Love you too, mean it! Nursery: The "Mommy and Daddy Love you Tons" Elephant themed nursery is coming along. Brian has assembled the crib and changing table (my boo is so handy) and rearranged the room to accommodate my DIY baby projects. Project 1: I bought wooden letters from Target to spell his name above his crib (something I saw on Pinterest).