Fool me a 1000 times, shame on me.

44 days. 14 days over my usual cycle. I was nervous; Excited; Hopeful; Scared: and in disbelief. This could be it. My rainbow. I prayed. I begged. ‘Please, please let this happen.’ Things would be perfect. A rainbow baby born right around the ‘3 years of ttc’ mark. Would be a month after my sister …

Battle of myself.

At the age of 7 I wanted to be a veterinarian. I loved animals. I think my most favourite memory is of one of the vets coming out to do a caesarean on a cow. As my family ewwed and carried on, I stared, fascinated. After learning how long I would have to be in …

Bedtime Hues

Buzz.... Buzz.. Bzzzzz.. The buzzing of the dreaded mosquito saws through my ears. I play dead, hoping to catch it unawares while it feasts on the delicacy of my blood. The sound stops. I wait. I feel the prick, and take a swing. SLAP! Did I get it? I await some more, and alas I …