"A mother's joy begins when new life is stirring inside... when a tiny heartbeat is heard for the very first time, and a playful kick reminds her that she is never alone."

"A mother's joy begins when new life is stirring inside... when a tiny heartbeat is heard for the very first time, and a playful kick reminds her that she is never alone."

This pin is inspired by a chart by whatmommydoes.com. That chart was also a 6 month $1000 saving plan, however it was more suited for someone getting paid every week. I have recreated that chart for someone getting paid biweekly. I'm excited to give it a try! #budget #saving #money

This pin is inspired by a chart by whatmommydoes.com. That chart was also a 6 month $1000 saving plan, however it was more suited for someone getting paid every week. I have recreated that chart for someone getting paid biweekly. I'm excited to give it a try! #budget #saving #money

Mum of a Premature Baby: My Second Pregnancy: 14 Week Bump Update

Mum of a Premature Baby: My Second Pregnancy: 14 Week Bump Update

simple & beautiful maternity style, skirt pulled high over the belly & soft t-shirt with excess length knotted to the side to feature the lovely bump ~ James of Bleubird blog

simple & beautiful maternity style, skirt pulled high over the belly & soft t-shirt with excess length knotted to the side to feature the lovely bump ~ James of Bleubird blog

(Open rp. Please be Sam and Dean?) I can't really take it. Any of it. The endless abuse, the bullying, the fake friends, the crappy relationships. It's all too much for me to handle. I pack a bag, and I just run. I don't have a plan, but that's fine. It's been a few weeks now. I look down at my phone as I walk. A tear rolls down my cheek when I read the text from my 'best friend'. "You're such a little b****! Everyone hates you, we're glad you left." I feel more tears stream down my face.

(Open rp. Please be Sam and Dean?) I can't really take it. Any of it. The endless abuse, the bullying, the fake friends, the crappy relationships. It's all too much for me to handle. I pack a bag, and I just run. I don't have a plan, but that's fine. It's been a few weeks now. I look down at my phone as I walk. A tear rolls down my cheek when I read the text from my 'best friend'. "You're such a little b****! Everyone hates you, we're glad you left." I feel more tears stream down my face.

return of the bump: 14 weeks and a word on Hyperemesis Gravidarum~ ghostwritermummy.co.uk

Return of The Bump: 14 weeks and a word about Hyperemesis Gravidarum

return of the bump: 14 weeks and a word on Hyperemesis Gravidarum~ ghostwritermummy.co.uk

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