I started this blog for no other reason other than to distract myself from my infertility journey… and by distract myself I mean to talk more about it. If it was possible to talk something to death, my infertility journey died. Lots of times. But it didn’t take long for this weekly Friday posting to became more of a hobby. I began to connect with others who were also shooting themselves up every night with high doses of ovarian stimulation drugs… you people are my favorite.
And now life looks a lot different. And so does my blog. And so do my readers. So I want to take today to say Hi! And introduce myself to anyone who is new to HappinessGlass. Welcome. You must like wine… and curse words… so we are gonna get along real fucking great.
I’m Mallory a 30 year old outspoken, outgoing ENFJ* who still calls her mom every day and gets the shakes if she doesn’t answer. I hate being told what to do. I like to cuss because it makes me feel like a badass. I like wine… for the same reason. I am allergic to wheat and corn. I might be the only Iowan allergic to corn… ever. Some people criticize me for having too much energy. And talking too much. Both of which are true. I’m from Des Moines and went to Iowa State University for a degree in Child Development and Family Services. Although I’m pretty positive I couldn’t tell you a damn thing about child development other than I believe Kent should be sleeping through the night. I went to graduate school at the University of Iowa for my Masters in Social Work. I work for hospice as a bereavement therapist for children and families. This is probably why I cuss and drink so often. On the flip side I like a good sweat sess. I’m a bit of a gym slut, willing to try anything once. My motto is, if you’re gonna be a slut, you should be a gym slut.
*take your Myers Briggs personality test here
I met Brad in college at a bar, of course. He’s freakishly tall with charming good looks. I begged him to marry me that night and 5 years later he finally agreed. We’ve been married over 3 years. Happily, of course. RIGHT, BRAD? You know when you just mesh well with someone? That’s him. He gets it. And he is very sweet. He’s impossible to be mad at because he’s always trying his best. I find this quality both wonderful and annoying. He works very hard. He is finishing up residency this year. Thank you Jesus.#Finally. Residency is fucking brutal. We have lived in Chicago for over 3 years for residency and can’t wait to get back to our Iowa roots. But we’re almost there. And better yet, we have a little baby to end the journey with!
Meet Kent. Named after my maiden name. My adorable baby who loves to smile. But what he loves more than anything is eating. ALL THE F-ING TIME. Bless this growing baby. He loves eating so much that he can’t go more than 3 hours without food… ever. But we’re working on getting that tiny tummy to become bigger… like his fat rolls, which are growing at a rapid pace. After arriving 5 weeks early (read my traumatic birth story here) and weighing 5 pounds, he has now, at 17 weeks, tripled his birth weight. And he has totally changed my life. Despite my constant complaints about lack of sleep… I love him more every minute. I actually miss him right now. And he is literally in arms reach. He has helped me grow as a person to become more patient, more loving, and more appreciative. And those smiles are like gold. I am so excited to continue to watch him grow. He’s a very lucky boy to have two parents that love him so much. I’m excited for him. Is that weird?
So that’s us! Me and my tiny but mighty little family. Whether it’s in relation to your infertility journey, your life as new mom, or you simply just love a good dose of curse words on your Friday afternoon… you’re here! And I’m grateful for you to share some laughs and tears with me each week!
If you have a blog or instagram account, please link it in the comments and tell me about yourself! I want to get to know you.
Remember, I never write a post without a glass of wine. So don’t be a biotch and leave me drinking alone.#Cheers