Over the next few days I'll be integrating the blog posts from a different voice I adopted a while back. It had its share of no-holds barred kind of posts, feelings and thoughts and for a while it was good to have a sounding board of sorts. But even if it was a different kind... Continue Reading →
7 years ago I published this bit of rant (scroll down) on Facebook notes. I was more than halfway into my first year as a mother and the mini muffin was an adorable individual who was just getting into his groove as a tiny human hurricane. The text is all in caps to express my... Continue Reading →
I descend into wishful thinking and into the world of fantasy in order to get a handle on being a parent.
Reblogged from beerandcandlelight.wordpress.com http://wp.me/p4Thir-2I There are two kinds of people (among the many types of two-kinds of people): those who shy away from bodily functions, fluids and whatnot and those who rush to embrace it. I’m not sure why but farts, peeing, pooping, burping, drooling, mucus (from various parts of the body), wet dreams, menstrual flow; it’s all... Continue Reading →