• Hi, I’m Blair.

    A sweet Southern girl. Married 4+ years to a devilishly handsome man. Harrison est. October 14, 2009. Miscarriage survivor. Reflux warrior. Battling postpartum depression. Working mom that drinks entirely too much caffeine in the morning. Over-sharing extraordinaire. Hates celery & liars. Loves chocolate chip cookies & to-do lists. "Blair" is my pen name.
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Stick a fork in me, I'm done!

I’M HAVING A BABY TOMORROW. ::screeching halt:: Say what? I thought the induction was Friday! Enter in today’s marathon of an OB visit — ultrasound at 12, followed by lunch break, cup-peeing, then a long NST (non-stress test), followed by internal & visit with the OB. Praise God for the lunch break at Qdoba with [...]

When Momma said "Be careful what you wish for,"

I totally thought she was talking about the relationship between an all-you-can-eat monkey bread buffet & the subsequent 10 lbs on your left ass cheek. Or wishing your ex would come down with a venereal disease, only to find out that he did while cheating on you. (for those curious, the first was an actual [...]

aaaaaaaaaaaaaand….

nothing. nada. zilch. ::sigh:: I wanted this to be it so badly, but here I sit in bed feeling perfectly fine & normal while Nate snores beside me. Also, just as a side note…I’ve been getting laid every night for the past two weeks. Lack of sex is not the reason for my cervix not [...]

Tonight.

I have lots of pressure.Especially in my bum.But then I pooped.& the pressure got even worse.So we went for a walk.Did I mention that my back hurts?But no contractions.So we’re going to go get some spicy food.Which I will eat sitting on an exercise ball.While we watch the Office wedding. ::squeaaaa:: I would like to [...]

Here's your sign.

Because unless you’re doing drugs that make you hallucinate pregnant chicks, it’s obvious that I am “still here.” & unless there’s a new trend for mother’s to return to work the day after delivery, I have not had the child. Obviously. If the basketball under the shirt didn’t already scream that into your Spidey-senses.

I am officially the most boring person in the universe.

It’s not that I don’t WANT to update…it’s that I have nothing to update. Baby is still on lock-down, I’m still working, & it’s pretty much just a waiting game. Scratch that. I’m actually not working today & taking sick time because I feel like crap on a stick. Deep-fried, since it’s almost state fair [...]

I'm sorry, Mucus Plug. But we have to go our separate ways.

It’s not me. It’s you. You are disgusting & therefore, I’m evicting you as of this morning. Since I promised not to take pictures, I’ll just leave you with a visual. Remember this guy? yeah, that’s what a mucus plug looks like. Minus the hair. & the ability to fly during a sweeping cinematic ballad. [...]

I am exhausted of "advice."

As a disclaimer, not advice on the blog. At all. I put myself out there publically & fully expect & appreciate feedback. It’s the “advice” at work from the accounting assistant. In the coffee shop from the teenager behind the counter. From my father-in-law, who knows nothing of birth or childbearing. On Facebook. I am [...]

The cushion is the culprit.

Not my water. Not pee. So we’re left with my fat ass just squeezing out all the remaining fluid from the hose-down on Sunday afternoon. oh, and ZERO dilation. 50% effaced. Still not dropped. It’s looking like I could easily be pregnant another two weeks since I am not remotely “inducable.” I’ll update more later [...]

I made brownies.

& cleaned my house. & did a load of laundry. & made sure my mums have plenty of water. Just in case they say, “Okay, you’re having a baby today!” when I go in to get checked at 3pm today. So I’ll probably eat the entire pan of brownies, too. Just in case. I should [...]