Crickets . . . the only sound here for three months of extraordinary fatigue and nausea. That’s right—SURPRISE—we’re expecting a new baby come late October!
This recovering control freak has been a leetle anxious and blue. I wanted to be more prepared. To kill off the E. coli overgrowth my new Functional Medicine doctor found in my gut. To finish healing my diastasis recti. I wanted to meet up with my Peace Corps brother in Germany this October. You know, stuff.