Baby Jack · pregnancy · thoughts

A letter to my son in the womb

My Dearest Jack, I’ve carried you around for nine months now and to be truthful, I haven’t fully appreciated or enjoyed being pregnant. Don’t get me wrong, I love the miracle that you are, feeling your kicks, knowing you are safe with me and anticipating the day I get to see your face. But pregnancy… Continue reading A letter to my son in the womb

pregnancy · thoughts

my definition of success has changed

From the time I was little I dreamed of being extremely successful. At the time, success meant climbing the career ladder, living in a big city, and going on adventures. Let me tell you about my career journey. I graduated college with a degree in public communication — unsure of what doors that might open,… Continue reading my definition of success has changed