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I keep forgetting I have this space. I wanted to use this platform to just blog about life and the children. But I found it wasn’t a safe space. I can’t just vent without someone running to tell someone. Then someone comes yelling at me.

While the Internet as always been a creep it got worse and decided NOT to share the kids anymore. Sure I might talk about them but no more pictures (here).

I’m hanging on by a frayed thread. But I’m hanging on.

Is mumblr still a thing on here? What is going on for all my followers, what’s new? Talk to me.

Everyone should be proud of me, while on vacation we went to, 3 or 4 book stores and I only bought 2 books from one place.

We also went to the funko HQ and I left with only 2 funko pops. Alex Russo and Casper holding the elixir to bring you back to life.

We also stopped at 2 or 3 record stores and I bought a single vinyl. Hayley Williams.

P.S we are officially home, as in my living room.

Well hot damn, I forgot all about you.

Just want to start this by saying I’m still alive. Just wen on our first family vacation and guess what we did.

WE WENT TO FORKS! I GOT TO SEE TWILIGHT STUFF! I NERDED OUT SO HARD! AND ROBITUSSIN IS REAL! I ALSO BOUGHT THE BEST THING IN THE WORLD!

Oh oops how did those get there

I wish I didn’t take things so personally.

Mom shaved her head for her chemo treatment. I shaved mine too.

My mom has cancer.

Stage 2 breast cancer.

I got new eyes! I fucking love my eyes.

Just how cute are they.

BE JEALOUS BE VERY JEALOUS

BECAUSE OH MY GOD!

ISNT SHE BEAUTIFUL

#lego house #twilight

I can’t do anything correctly.

I’m a mess.

I need a vacation.

My stress and depression is giving me the urges to purge and super clean my house. I need to do ALL the laundry. Deep clean the living room, dining room, kitchen. Put away the trees and ornaments.

I need a clean house, I need relaxation. I’m slowly going crazy.

Overwhelmed

So much stress

It currently feels like a 5 ton truck is parked on my chest and I can’t breathe.

The following post comes from the heart and is sensitive in nature. Wasn’t going to post about it not because I’m ashamed because Nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed about. I just felt like maybe it was personal. But after thinking I decided I wanted to share my journey and how I’m ending it.

In 2010 we started the journey to become parents, not knowing the road would be long, hard and painful. We fell pregnant right away and unfortunately lost the baby. But I was determined, asked the doctor when I could try again. We tried again and I was lucky I fell pregnant right away. Made it to 12 weeks, the “safe” spot so to speak. Except it wasn’t the safe spot for me. Once again we lost the baby, this time it was a missed miscarriage and it was painful I delivered the bean (because that’s the shape it was) in the emergency room. I essentially gave birth to that baby.

I didn’t realize that I shut down, I went numb, told everyone I was fine when in fact I was not fine. I swore off children. Said I was never having them. I was angry when people got pregnant around me, it wasn’t fair. It took a death in the family for me to wake up and realize that if I were to have kids I wanted them to meet gramps. He is everything. We saw a different doctor and had a million tests done and thought we found the problem. I can get pregnant I just can’t stay pregnant without medication.

4 years into our marriage Charlie came into our lives. She’s our rainbow baby. She drives me crazy but she really is everything to me. She doesn’t realize just how much I needed her. With her birth I made some of the greatest friends from her birth months group. I treasure their friendships more than they realize. We may not talk as often but they truly mean something special to me.

3 years after her birth we welcomes Atlas and he’s my baby boy. He’s exactly what I needed as well, can’t hear for shit but is perfect. And while pregnant with him I met my bestest friend in the whole world. Like it’s crazy how similar we are with both kids I. Age and birthdays. Now we have cats who have birthdays very similar. I love her to death.

I will be honest, there was a scare a possible chemical pregnancy or something. I had all the symptoms, even a positive test. But every blood test was negative. As much as a third child would be nice and fun BUT with my mental health I can NOT have anymore children. I would literally go insane and try to hurt myself. No jokes about it. With that said.

My time to bring babies into the world has come to an end. Thursday I’m having my tubes removed. It’s 100% effective. No more scares, no more babies.

The Plachy family is forever complete.

James

Jennifer

Charlie

Atlas

And the cats

Penelope Rose

Boots with the fur

Tumblr guess what!

Meet Penelope! She’s the newest family member! She will be home tomorrow

First I’d like to introduce you to a friend. We are hoping he becomes a member of the family. We still have to do the meet & greet and get approved. I’m almost positive we will also do a name change. So tumblr family may I introduce who will be either Pippin, Anchovy or Oakley. We haven’t decided on a name I want a bookish name and my husband wasn’t fond of the names that I picked. So instead those 3 are in the running.

Also, at 2am I fell awake and I’ve been up since and it’s not 5:09am. I’m tired but wide awake and hungry as hell. But it’s too early to eat breakfast. But like also I should probably eat breakfast because I’ve got a busy morning ahead of me. I have to be in Naperville at 9am which means I need to leave at 8am. Which means I need to be in the shower between 6:30-7am. After that appointment I’m headed to the mall to pick up my order from torrid. I’m excited I got a pair of tights and shoes.

Speaking of being awake since 2am, why has my sleeping meds stopped working? Is it that my brain won’t shut off? Is it because of the most random dreams? Whatever it is I’m over it.

Oh OTHER news, Nov 14 I’m going in to have my tubes removed. Which means the Plachy baby factory will be permanently closed. Honestly yes one more would be nice BUT my mental state could not and would not survive that.

Well I guess I’m gonna have breakfast at 5:16am and be hungry again in time for me to leave. 😂😑 I keep forgetting to update tumblr with important life details. Oh well it’s not like anyone actually reads or cares what I have to say.

Woah Jennifer you are being too dramatic, you are not you when you are hungry. Go eat breakfast and get off the internet.

Fuck today! It’s only 7:32AM, on a Monday morning and I’m completely over the day already.

Here I am, cutting my bagel in half and I managed to slice my finger open. It bled soo much and it fucking burns.

My wonderful daughter is screaming at me because I told her she has to go to school. But she’s sick she says and wants a mental health day. Won’t listen to a damn word I have to say. Tell her to take her meds and she just says okay and continues to just sit there. She’s still fighting with me as I type this. I’m going to lose my mind. If she raises her voice one more time I’m going to scream. I’ll wake the damn dead if I have to.

MONDAY, OCTOBER 28 CAN OFFICIALLY GO FUCK OFF A CLIFF.

Sunday October 6 Hanson

Monday October 7 Hanson

Thursday October 10 Smoking popes/The get up kids (no pictures)