Shit on a Shingle And Other Life Moments
If you're at all familiar with my travel blog, Surviving in Italy, you might be familiar with the work of my wedding photographer, Alix. She has a very natural, journalistic style and so when it came time to do maternity pics I knew that she was the best fit for us because I'm not great…
I feel like I'm losing my mind. This time it's not in an "I'm having a nervous breakdown, please rush me to my therapist," kind of way, it's more like my brain has been removed and all that's left in my skull is a party of lunatics. I'd like to blame it on the fact…
As of today, I'm 19 weeks pregnant and my husband is nesting by drinking like a frat boy and buying things that will "make cleaning easier once the baby arrives." He bought a steam mop, which I thought was dumb because it's basically like a Swiffer which we already have. But, I have to admit…
So, let's start off by announcing that I'm pregnant (and terrified! Have you seen the birthing videos?!). How did this happen? Mostly sex. Was it on purpose? It wasn't not on purpose but was still a surprise. A few months ago, I was sitting in a restaurant in Brooklyn with my longtime best friend talking…
Daily, my husband and I have at least one argument about his inability to find stuff. Usually, he wanders through the house as though he's never been there before, eyes wide, scratching his head, yelling, "Babe! BABE!" It's about this time that I decide to take a shower or walk the dog or pretend to…
Continue reading ➞ Fighting with My Husband About Finding Shit
In my last blog post, Just Stare Into My Vagina and Tell Me It Will Be Okay, I wrote about how scared I am to have a baby. Or, how scared I am to try to have a baby, since I'm not actually pregnant, yet. As of then I couldn't find an OBGYN, with higher ratings than…
Continue reading ➞ Trying To Conceive: An OBGYN I’d Probably Marry
I went to Petco with my mom the other day to get some dog food for my poodle. I weaved through the aisles with her behind me when I heard: "My neck, my back, lick my pussy and my crack, heeeeey." In my mother's voice. I spun around. "Have you heard that song?" She asked.…
Continue reading ➞ Stuff My Mom Says That I Wish She Wouldn’t
