• 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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Thankful on a Thursday.

It’s been kind of a crazy week. We use the word crazy around here still We began cloth diapering, which has so far turned out to be a hilarious adventure.  Nate loves it just as much as I do (that fluffy butt on Harrison is irresistible), but he did leak last night.  So tonight we [...]

Would I be out of line if I said, "I miss you?"

It has been one year. and even when I’m holding Harrison, I still ache for the baby I will never know. I am so thankful for Harrison. So proud of him, so thankful for his health, so in love with his blonde hair that some days, I think I will explode. But even a year [...]

If hope is born of suffering…

& here we are. Harpie’s due date. June 10th. A day I joyously embraced starting in September, & dreaded with the loss in late November. If I had to sum up this day into one word, it would be “bittersweet.” The bitterness of losing Harpie & the sweetness of Harrison, who has exhausted himself today [...]

Too much & never enough.

Bottle of Coke: $0.99Bag of peanut butter M&Ms: $3.59A sugar high to get HJ moving: Priceless I have been calm through this pregnancy. A few minor panic attacks, but for the most part…calm. I’ve been cool-headed, practical, knowing from experience that there is very little I can or cannot do to effect the outcome of [...]

Paying for pain.

I promise that a Letter to HJ will be coming soon, as will a reflection on choke-inducing fear. But for now, my head is literally pounding trying to figure out the insurance bills from Harpie. I am balancing about 30 EOBs, bills, and declarations from the hospital on my desk, all glaring huge numbers that [...]

I. Am. Exhausted.

Despite the fact that I did this a mere 3 months ago, I forgot how draining it is to grow a wee human in my body. Seriously.  Even at a modest 4 weeks & 4 days pregnant. With a few exceptions involving swallowing vomit back down & threatening to kick Nate out of bed SHOULD [...]

Something I hate

more than celery with effing peanut butter & raisons (it’s not cute, camp counselors) — knowing that I might be a crack in the heart for another woman out there. That my positive pregnancy tests & little apple seed of a babe might feel like daggers of injustice to another woman.  That I have made [...]

This awkward moment brought to you by Blair.

I am about to both a) regale you with a tale of awkwardness and b) make you very, very awkward and then c) inspire you with a story of my own awkwardness. All in one post. Because I am awesome like that. If you remember, back in October we purchased our stroller (the glorious Bumbleride [...]

A dose of reality, brought to you by E-Slap.

My cry for help:I need you to slap me. I’m serious.I’m having issues today with finding out she is pregnant again.They’re a loving couple, really wonderful. & I am so effing jealous I could scream & I don’t want to be that person. But I might actually cry today.Holy shiit, I’m turning into a crazy [...]

Apparently someone didn't get the memo.

Because another buddy just announced today that his wife is due in June. And so this is how I feel: HAHAHAHAHA kill me now.