Dingos and Nervous Breakdowns
This week my son turned one while I’m still over here like “wow, I can’t believe I have a kid.” Because despite carrying him and birthing him and spending 24/7 with him that shit still blows my mind. It’s insane. And me being in charge of another human’s life just proves that the universe is…
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Ever since I announced my pregnancy, I've noticed the same comments come up over and over again. Some of them good-natured and fun and others that seem super weird. Pregnancy and children are a thing that people get really opinionated about really fast so it's been interesting, fun, weird, and sometimes weirdly offensive. "WHAT ARE…
Continue reading ➞ Weird Things People Say to Pregnant Women
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…
A few weeks ago, I was sitting at my desk, gazing out of the window when I saw a rabbit sitting right smack in the middle of my yard munching on grass. I immediately assumed that the rabbit was a pet gone rogue because I live in the middle of the city. I worried that…
I wouldn't say that I regret any of my adult decisions because my choices made me who I am and I'm pretty okay with myself. With that being said, things could have been a little easier and sometimes I fantasize about what I'd say to younger me if I could go back in time. I…
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When urban foraging for chestnuts goes terribly wrong.
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…
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