You know what the hardest part of being a parent is? It’s not getting through those first couple months after the baby is born. It’s not colic. It’s not the teething stage. It’s not the breastfeeding. It’s not sleep training or potty training. It’s not the terrible twos or the trying threes or the fucking […]
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I give myself permission to accept this gift!
Something exciting is happening to me tomorrow. Or for me. Something as exciting as when all the kids went back to school. For me, anyway. But before I get to that, I need to confess something. I hate to clean. I mean, I really fucking hate it. I hate it more than I hate that […]
To whoever decapitated Number 5’s Barbie…Thank you.
I’ve said before that I have never been a girlie girl. At recess in elementary school, I was the girl who was playing kickball with the boys on the baseball field. Sports and games? Yes. Dolls and pretend crap with other girls? No. We always had big, Rockwellian Christmases growing up. We’d go to my […]
