If you know me personally, it won’t come as a surprise when I admit that I am…a bit of a handful. Okay, that’s a lie…I promised honesty…so, let me rephrase that. Living with me and loving me probably feels much like embracing a hurricane 24 hours a day, 7 days a week; deadly winds, torrential downpours and lots of objects flying through the air. There, I said it. I’m a little bit nuts. Loving Andrew, on the other hand, is… Read more »

You are already intrigued. I know you are. This title is a very short yet accurate description of what I imagine “pregnant Hayley” will be. My hesitation to have children is public knowledge…I’m not ashamed to admit that having a dependent, slobbery bundle of “joy” is not at the top of my to-do list. But my distaste for pro-creation goes beyond that of raising the child…because “dread” is not a strong enough word to describe how I feel about actually being… Read more »