Still pregnant. According to the app on my phone, it’s the size of a blueberry. I’m sick, out of breath, my breasts are sore, so over the injections, never get any sleep, despite absolute exhaustion, and I don’t even care, if it means having a healthy child. Six days from our first ultrasound. Here’s hoping there’s a heartbeat.
Belle of… Infertility?
… the reproductive adventures, with a guaranteed HEA, of a thirty-something, married, Southern teen librarian with a 14-year-old's sense of humor, an awkward spirit, and a stubborn, mouthy, redheaded country boy to accompany her through life.
Belle of... Infertility? 