Goodbye to 2021, better late than never I guess
2021, what a year. People are posting about how great it was or how awful it was and honestly I'm still not sure how I feel. This year was kind of a blur to me if I am being completely honest. On one hand this year brought me new friends, new experiences, and my beautiful little Emma. On the other hand, this year brought me hyperemesis, post partum depression, and pure exhaustion. As most of you probably don't know me very well, let's get into it. I found out I was pregnant with our second in December 2020. This was a very different experience with pregnancy because we actually planned this one (I know what a concept). Starting at 6 weeks of pregnancy I became extremely ill. I was in and out of triage getting fluids, meds, and monitored 12+ times during my pregnancy. I needed multiple iron infusions to try and avoid blood transfusions and ended up with not one but two hemorrhages. All of this while also starting nursing school at about 10 weeks pregnant and only taking one...