The day is finally here when you make your appointment to confirm your pregnancy. Depending on your particular situation, you either have another follow up visit because your HCG levels are a bit higher than a normal singleton pregnancy or you simply have a normal visit and you learn you are not having one baby but TWO. Imagine the surprise when you digest the fact that you will be planning to have almost two of everything. ...more
Originally posted on KalySullivan.com It took me a few years of Laurie Berkner on repeat being pushed to the very edge of insanity to come to the realization that just because you have kids doesn't mean that you have to listen to crappy kids' music. ...more
So, I'm new here, if you haven't noticed. I always thought blogging was for people who don't have anyone to vent to, I guess I'm that person now. Like who reads these things anyway? Maybe you're just trying to find something to relate to or maybe your just bored as f**k. Either way, welcome. Let me tell you a little bit about myself so I don't just completley jump ahead. Anyway I am a teenage, mutant ninja turtle... bad joke? Alright redo, I am seventeen in the year of 2014. I am very introverted, not shy- introverted....more
I just read an article about a transgender couple who gave birth to two children, and that the father is actually the birth mother and the mother is actually the birth father. The transgender couple still have their original sex organs because they cannot afford reconstructive surgery. The couple plan to tell the children when they are older. ...more
Just when I was reflecting on how rant-free my blog has been of late, I found a post that made me want to bitch slap the author. Since I believe it's assault (and maybe a felony?) to bitch slap a stranger, plus logistically difficult as the author lives far away, I've decided to give her a virtual bitch slap. I'll summarize the post because I refuse to link to it: This mom is incensed by the idea of community school supplies. She finds the idea of buying supplies for her kid, which are then "dumped" together with all the other kids' supplies and shared, EVIL....more
I've spent most of my life either saying or thinking, "As long as I don't become my mother..." like it was some kind of motivational quote for my life. As long as I could keep chugging along and not become her, I was doing okay. As long as I didn't make the same choices she did, that would mean that I had somehow done better with my life. I knew with every fiber of my being that I could become my mother, but I didn't want to. I wanted my own life; I wanted to be different.
So I'm in the lovely swimming lesson observation room again talking to one of the other mothers. She had her two year old with her in the room. The two year old had a binky in her mouth. I also have a two year old son who still uses his binky. We were talking about our different excuses to why our two year olds still used a binky. The other mom said she wanted to wait until her family had gone on vacation to quit the binky. I really don't have an excuse, I just want to sleep at night and my son screams without a binky. ...more
FOR FULL POST, CLICK HERE **MrsMuffinTop preface: This will be my last post on the death of my mom. This specific topic has bothered me for a while and I needed to see if anyone else out there could relate. After this, I will go back to my usual nonsensical humorous topics* ...more