Here’s the deal, people. As a result of my last pregnancy, three years ago, I’m fat in a way I didn’t imagine. However, in seeing what my gene pool had to offer in terms of the way my body would morph after pregnancy, I really shouldn’t be surprised. I’ve never been thin. I’ve always been…
being a woman sucks sometimes
I came here to say something awesome and all I did was whine
At some point, I’m going to tell you about the awesome day we had on Saturday. Which was much needed after I hugged the toilet for the first time in two pregnancies on Friday night and cried about it. (Domino’s pizza–I love you. The first time. And yes. I cried about puking.) And then at…
Perception
I had a conversation with a co-worker today that has kind of shaken me just a little bit and I can’t stop thinking about it. Because the truth behind the conversation is kind of hurting me. A lot. I think sometimes people don’t like who I am. Maybe that’s too broad or vague a statement….
Late bloomer
I remember when the first of my friends got her period. She stayed out of school that day because she was so scared something would go wrong and she would end up embarrassed. 5th graders are brutal. Middle schoolers are worse. All of my friends had gotten their periods. I was a “late bloomer,” according…
When you can’t just say no
I read a syndicated post on BlogHer today that has just kind of stuck in my head all afternoon. It discusses working moms who are chasing that elusive thing called “Work-life balance.” The author of that post tells a couple of anecdotes about women who chose, or were perhaps forced to choose, work over life….