Stories
Follow along for some unhinged ranting about writing, life-ing, and things that I am reading or hyper focusing on at the moment. Could be a book series or Orcas, your guess is as good as mine.
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You’re a Mom! (And No Longer a Person)
I’ve tried to make plans with a handful of people in the last few weeks and the conversation always goes something like this: Me: Let’s go blank, blank, or blank. Their reply: You’ll have a baby next year. First of all, I don’t need a reminder that I’m 32 weeks pregnant. Trust me, nobody needs…
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Who Are You Perverts?
I just went to check the traffic to this blog (because it’s new and I’m still tracking things) and I think it’s time to possibly change the name of the blog. I originally chose “dirty filthy things,” because of an angry comment I got a while about about my colorful language and I thought it…
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Step Into My Horror Room
Dear women’s clinic where my OBGYN works, I’m not sure if this is horrifying or hilarious. It seems that your phlebotomists have a sense of humor and are also very festive but I’m afraid of needles so it’s also a little bit sadistic if you ask me. Sincerely, The woman you stole blood from this…
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Pregnancy, Pervert Dreams, And Sex
If pregnancy makes me anything, it’s horny. The first trimester was like being transported back to my teenage body where all I thought about was humping whatever crush I had at the time: Brad Pitt, Leonardo DiCaprio in Romeo and Juliet, that one guy at school with the hair. From about 6 weeks pregnant until…
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This is What it’s Like to be Pregnant and Afraid
For the first few hours after I found out that I was pregnant, I was super excited. We’d been trying for months and had just started talking with the doctor about fertility help. After all, I’m no spring chicken and there was all that vodka in my twenties and who knows what I’d managed to…
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