Love My Sims

The first day home alone with the twins felt like someone had replaced my legs with wet noodles and then asked me to run a marathon. They’d only just figured out how to crawl, and […continue reading]

I don’t understand my body anymore. I really don’t. I can run on the treadmill like nothing’s changed. I can lift weights, do squats, even push through a full strength routine without wobbling. But the […continue reading]

I was half‑asleep when my phone buzzed on the nightstand. At first, I thought it was the nausea again — that strange, restless feeling that kept waking me up at odd hours. But then it […continue reading]

We were getting ready for bed when I finally said it. “Hey… so my mom told me something today.” Thorne looked up from folding his shirt. “Yeah?” “She’s pregnant again.” He blinked. “Again?” “Again,” I […continue reading]

We spent Briar’s last evening as a toddler outside. The sun was low and soft, the kind of light that makes everything feel a little more golden than it really is. Briar splashed in the […continue reading]

Thorne called right at six. Well—6:03, which for him was practically early. “I’m running late,” he said, breathless in that way he gets when he’s trying to talk and put on shoes at the same […continue reading]

Briar woke me up in the middle of the night by patting my cheek with the urgency of someone delivering breaking news. “Mama,” she whispered. “Somebody pooped in my diaper.” I blinked at her in […continue reading]

The nightmares were getting better. Not gone — not yet — but softer around the edges. Less frequent. Less sharp. Some nights Briar slept straight through, curled on her side with her fox tucked under […continue reading]

Briar was in one of her I am absolutely starving but also offended by the concept of food moods when Thorne showed up. Perfect timing for him, terrible timing for my kitchen. “I can feed […continue reading]

I finish the spare bedroom before I can talk myself out of it — a simple bed, curtains that don’t match anything in the house, a lamp that’s a little too bright, and a dresser […continue reading]