February 15th, 2026

Tomorrow will begin my last week on maternity leave. All I am left with is this bittersweet feeling. It felt like just yesterday I was forty weeks, throwing in the towel, hoping she would come before the scheduled induction date.

Every contact nap, every morning smile over coffee, every sleepy milk drunk look, and every dirty diaper is heavier than what it use to be.

I would be lying if I said part of me didn’t miss being at work – helping the sick and injured animals is what I am passionate about, the reason I’m finishing school.

But a huge part of me will always wish I was at home with her. Even if that meant all the blowout diapers, spit up down your shirt, and hard nights where no one got any sleep. It makes me feel nostalgic for those early days when it was just the three of us at home learning how to communicate.

My head is filled with those new mom guilt driven questions – did I spend enough time with her? Did I hold her enough when she slept? Should I have sat down more, cleaned less? Will she miss me? Will she even know that I am gone?

I am more relieved that instead of dropping her off at a day care, we will be leaving her with her grandparents. Plus, my first two weeks back at work will be part-time, Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

I’m beyond grateful for this new chapter in my life: Parenthood.

I think I need a glass of wine.

February 14th, 2026

I just have to say this: I am a spoiled wife.

My husband, loves Valentine’s day. Every single year, he out does me when it comes to gifts. That is his love language, and he is never shy about it – nor does he listen to me when I tell him the following: No, it’s too much, $$ is the price limit, etc.

This Valentine’s day’s gift was a brand new MacBook Air.

This was something that I was saving up for but would never commit or pull the trigger. I have a hard time spending money on myself, I never feel as though I deserve it and I would always say my old MacBook was still kicking around….even if it was shutting down on me frequently in the middle of school work.

The truth is, my old laptop was becoming more and more unreliable. But me, being who I am, I dislike change. It’s a strong autistic trait of mine. I’m also stubborn, but that’s besides the point – I refused to commit to another laptop (perhaps, a cheaper one?) simply because every other laptop is different.

Whereas, every MacBook is the same. They are all synced up with the rest of my devices, I am familiar with their setup and I wouldn’t have to learn a whole new layout. Also, my last MacBook lasted ten years before it started having problems…why would I go back to previous brands that I struggled with before?

This afternoon, I was told to get in the car and shortly after we arrived at Best Buy, where they -surprise- were having a sale on the MacBook I was looking at. Twenty minutes later, we were walking out with it in hand.

Honestly, I do not understand how I deserve him most days.

January 28th

It’s been a while, a lot has changed in the last eight months. I had a scare, that haunted me for the remainder of my pregnancy. I have a tendency to step away from things I love and place myself on “survival mode”. Hence, my absence. (To, you know, three of you that consistently read my blog). I’ll do a brief update, one of these days I’ll get into the deeper stories.

I’m happy to say that early December, we welcomed our beautiful baby girl into the world. She is perfect in every single way and I cannot believe how lucky I am everyday to be her mother.

I finally enrolled in the Penn Foster Program to further my career as a Veterinary Technician. I cannot imagine doing anything else with my life and I’m excited for that next chapter.

I’m an aunt. Not only to my brother’s future step children (come June of this year, they got engaged in October) but to my sister in laws baby boy, born just four days after our little girl. I cannot wait to watch them grow up to be the best of friends.

We committed to allergy injections for Nyx and I’m hoping for improvement this coming allergy season. Luna, my senior pit just got diagnosed with a heart murmur which we will work up once I’ve returned from maternity leave.

I said goodbye to my brother’s dog, Baja. We loved her so much and I wish there was more that could have been done for her.

I’m so grateful for everything that we have and everyone in our village because we wouldn’t be here today without them. I’m doing as well as a new mom can at this stage, less than four weeks left until I return to work.

See you soon.