• 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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Real Simple (not just a magazine I adore)

Two days ago, I turned in our cable boxes. I KNOW, RIGHT?! It was like cutting an umbilical cord made of wires & screws.  I even  got a little misty-eyed as I shut down the DVR for the final time, saying goodbye to the saved Carolina basketball games of the 2008-2009 season & my Lipstick [...]

Good news on the insurance front! Nate’s policy came back with a quote $100 less than my company, which is glorious & affordable. So it’s a fairy tale ending — HJ is insured & we don’t eat beans for the rest of our lives! aaaaaaand I have a bowl of cheese grits to begin my [...]

Ice cream replaced gin. But I still need meetings.

If you couldn’t tell, yesterday was “Blair Freaks Out Like an Over-emotional & Over-indulged Stereotypical Pregnant Chick” Day. Glorious. I suppose we’re all entitled to at least ONE day in these mind-numbing 40 weeks of pregnancy, and personally, I’d like to keep it at just one. As for the NT scan results, I have finally [...]

mild panic attack turned into MASSIVE panic attack

Reaffirming that I have ZERO maternity benefits, therefore HJ will not be covered by my insurance the moment I squeeze his/her fat little cheeks out of my vagina. Unless, of course, I want to multiply my monthly insurance cost by 10 for the next year and double my out-of-pocket expense. ::paper bag fails, blair faints [...]

A list of sorts.

Things that suck: pulling & cramping a muscle while trying to poop torrents of rain falling as I dash between daycare centers sans umbrella Realizing that childcare + our mortgage will potentially eat up 65% of our combined income The bossman currently ditching my proposal to drop to four days watching my well-laid plans spin [...]

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 [...]

Hellelujah.

Our hospital bill came in, $600 less than anticipated. Granted, it was still a staggering $1200 after insurance, but beggars cannot be chooses. What will we do with the “extra cash?” Hopefully have a baby for reals this time. You know, the old-fashioned way where I carry it for 30-some weeks and then push it [...]