what else to expect when you're expecting (the great reveal)

Like a rat in a maze, I strongly believe that any trying time should be met with a reward at the end. (Cash, popsicles, vacations, laptops, degrees, wedge of cheese - all solid endings to gross journeys.) Basically, I only do hard things to get a treat at the end, pretty much. If you're ok with just slogging and slogging when it never gets better, you're officially better than me. Because, every day of the early first trimester where I sucked it up and couldn't even muster the energy to put on mascara, or not wear Nuv's sweatpants on the weekends, and my sense of smell was so acute I could have joined the Police dog force, and the norm became up 4 times a night to pee; when I essentially hid from civilization and didn't want to hear songs or watch tv or even look at gossip websites, all I thought was WHEN CAN I TELL MY MAMA AND MAKE HER CRY?
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