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What a Difference a Year Makes

What a Difference a Year Makes

There I was, freshly fallen down the hump protruding directly between thirty and forty years old; “middle-aged” (okay, maybe a slight exaggeration) and just into the second trimester of this third, and by far, hardest pregnancy. For 30 days and nights I had been starving my body of all things carb, making a most valiant […]