September 2009

And it all smells vaguely of sour milk.

September 29, 2009

When you become a parent, you tolerate a lot more grossness than you ever thought you could. This morning, as my child sat on my lap, a nuclear explosion went off in her diaper. The windows shook, the leaves blew off the trees outside, a small but distinct mushroom cloud hovered over the house for […]

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Fitting in to prepregnancy clothes, or the ways in which we delude ourselves

September 12, 2009

The weekend before I found out I was pregnant, I bought new jeans. The purchase of denim has been a pretty standard thing for me for years. Gap Long and Lean, size 6. They covered what they needed to cover and made my ass look like I wasn’t 38. Plus, they were easy. I like […]

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I have exactly 22 minutes to write this post

September 9, 2009

The kid is sleeping, the bottles are washed and filled, the boobs are drained. I’d love to go take a shower, but the kid is asleep on the couch and moving her = waking a sleeping baby = are you high? So I sit, and I surf, and I think about how my IQ has […]

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