Is this like riding a bike? I never wanted to connect again to the internet after my life took a nose dive from it.
Long story short, I was an egg donor (now a pregnant ex-donor). The agency I was doing a cycle with sent my email address to the recipient father who sort of e-stalked me which caused all kinds of unwarranted random contact.
I do have many loving families I did help that I have kept contact with but that experience helped push me away from donation and without that I guess I wouldn't be baking a bun right now huh? The hormones were really getting to me anyway and not in a good way - I think I could feel myself aging.
So enough with that. Here's my second (or possibly third) introduction to the 'blogging' world. Here I will assault your eyes and test your patience with tales of pain, love and poop.
Me: 25 year old mother of one. 5'5". Gaining weight steadily. Growing my final bean (making me a mom of 2).
My son: 2 year old dinosaur. He told me so and you have to believe a toddler right?
My fiance: 24 year old rock star. Again, you believe what you are told ya?
I am a Canadian transplant from LA although my first 18 years were spent in Las Vegas.
Do I like Canada? Yes. Enough to live here for good? No. I want to go back to California. Mexican food is my #1 food choice and just look on Yelp.com for reviews on Mexican food in British Columbia. You won't find anything good; try some and you might lose all hope for a good burrito again. I'm leaving and I give it a few years max. San Francisco. Doesn't that have a nice ring to it?
Okay, okay I'm done with introductions. Why do it if I'm going to jabber on later?
By the way, right now? I see a lot of lemons.
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