My friends, the time has come. Our wedding is over, the recaps have been posted, and it is time to bid a fond adieu to Weddingbee. Though it’s sad to leave such a vibrant, intelligent, and supportive community, I recently discovered something that instantly makes weddings a thing of the past (a.k.a, the ultimate cure for PTWS):
Yes, Mr. Tulip and I have a bun””Or, should I say Bulb?””in the oven!
(This is a real book.)
Trust me, it was a bit of a surprise to everyone involved! I am ancient (37), have been on chemo (which destroys fertility), and am in terrible health. Just after our honeymoon, I decided to stop the pill for a while to see if it contributed to my migraines. Sure, it was a bit of Russian Roulette on the baby front, but pretty safe for an old lady with dead eggs, right? Six weeks later, the EPT was pink. And we’re due ONE DAY after our first wedding anniversary!
Want to know more? There will be updates on my personal blog.
Watch in wonder as my silhouette goes from this:
(Shut up, those are totally my abs. As pictured on FitStep.com.)
(Fertility goddess, borrowed from this blog.)
Cheer as our nursery-to-be morphs from this:
(Artist’s approximation, courtesy of re:place.)
Or, just stop by and say hi.
It has been a pleasure and an honor to be part of Weddingbee these past months. Cheers to Bee, my sister Bees, and the fantastic Weddingbee readers for building the best wedding resource on the web. And thanks for being our virtual wedding guests!
With warm wishes to each and every one of you,