• February 20, 2017

Vanessa Lynch

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Time for me to take a break for maternity leave

The time has come for me to hang up my press badge and turn the maternity leave status on in my email.

Cutting out sugar’s no fun, but I’ll do it

Just when I thought being pregnant in print was getting hard enough and I was coasting through this pregnancy, my doctor called me.

Road gets tougher as babies grow

My “pretty pregnant” days are fleeting.

We made a wish and two came true

Start spreadin’ the news: The Lynch twins are coming!

Summer is the season of change

A very wise mayor once said that summer is the season of change.

A letter to our future baby – for someday

After my near table-flipping incident at the Brooke Army Medical Center a few weeks ago, I realized I have lost touch.

Disney isn’t just for kids — but for kids at heart

Hi. My name is Vanessa, and I’m addicted to all things Disney.

We can’t blame every violent act on PTSD

When I got home from work April 2, I squeezed my husband extra tightly.

Progress can be painful, but it’s exciting

You know you really want something when you are willing and eager to stab yourself in the abdomen for several days.

Being a food judge was my lifelong dream

This may sound lame and be a laughable bucket list item for some, but I have always wanted someone to ask me to judge something.

Going under the knife so we can be parents

You spend your entire carefree youth trying not to see two lines on a take-home pregnancy test, but the minute you want them to appear, they are nowhere to be found.

Looking ahead to 2014 with renewed hope

I may not have gotten exactly what I wanted for Christmas this year, but Santa did give me something surprising a few days late: Hope.

All I want for Christmas this year is IVF

I asked my siblings and nieces and nephews to send me their Christmas lists, like I do every year, but this year I decided to write my own grown-up Christmas list.

My life has been filled with bad furniture karma

I have had a love-hate relationship with furniture ever since I was a kid. It all began when I started inheriting random pieces of furniture. If someone in the family had a piece of furniture they were getting rid of, my parents always took it and placed it in my room of all places. At one point in time, I had three dressers, a desk and a large bookshelf/hutch in my bedroom that, of course, did not match.

It took buying a house forme to become an adult

For some people, adulthood starts when they graduate college, get their first real job and start paying real bills.