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I had been right in the middle of writing a breezy post on our debate over whether or not to have a second kid when I was semi-surprised to find out I was pregnant again. I say semi because we had been discussing it,...
Read MoreOn Christmas Day my back went out, or rather it started kind of seizing up, starting at the top of...
Read MoreI guess breastfeeding, for me, is over? I’m still pumping for now, but the actual part that involves baby and boob in proximity to one another, I think the lights have gone up and the credits are rolling over that scene....
Read MoreI’ve been dreaming a lot about shopping malls lately. Almost every night, for several nights...
Read MoreA fun thing I do all day long is defend whatever I’m doing to the detractors in my head. I thought maybe if I blogged about the things my imaginary detractors are most vocal about of late that I would stop having to...
Read MoreToday I’d like to talk with you about a topic that’s very near and dear to my heart: my vanity. Specifically, my face. And the things that grow on it. Zits. Acne. Blemishes. Pepperoni pizza. Connect-the-Dots....
Read MoreThe beau and I don’t argue very often. But lately, when we do, it’s been about photographs. Specifically, mine. Specifically, how I hate any photograph of me ever taken. And how he’s a dick for insisting...
Read MoreThis cycle marks the first time in over six years that I am not taking oral birth control. This is not in preparation for babies, although that deadline does appear to be approaching rather rapidly. No, this is simply a case of...
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