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This week…I’ve been a SAHM for 40 days and it may not be going well.
So I’ve been a stay-at-home mom for 40 days. The jury’s still out on how it’s going. It may be leaning more toward “she sucks at this,” although I feel like I’ve had a few winning days. Or hours. Or...
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This week…I’m doing it and thriving! (and by “thriving” I mean “drowning!”)
I haven’t written one of these “week in review” posts in so long I barely remember how to do it. Seriously it’s been like three weeks. Somehow I think you all have survived, though I, for one, have...
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This week…”I’m just pooping” (and other good news)
I’m not sure if you know this, but Georgia (the 2-year-old) wakes up in the morning, removes her clothing and diaper, launches herself out of the crib and goes about her business. Now, her business...
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FTM Friday: DIY Face Wash (and make-up remover!)
Yay, FTM Friday on a Saturday! I love you! I’m happy to back. I hate studying for comprehensive exams. I’m never reading another piece of literature. ever ever as long as I live. I hate literature....
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This Mother’s Day, you’ll find me talking shit about motherhood.
Do you know why? Because motherhood can take it. Because there is nothing stronger. I can tear it up, brutalize it, make fun of it in every way possible, tease the darkest corners, shed light in the...
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FTM Friday…Homemade Laundry Detergent
Hello…FTM Friday! Remember me? Yeah, I don’t either. Whatever. So this week we’re going to A.) Move away from body products (but only temporarily! I have way more recipes people.) and B.) Pretend like...
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15 signs you need to GTFU
I agree with this dude who said parents need to calm the fuck down. I would like to add that people need to grow the fuck up. From this point forward, we shall use the acronym GTFU. Sometimes, that’s...
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I need a part-time parenting arrangement, mmmmkay?
The problem with being a mother is that you have to do it all the time. I need a part-time arrangement. Even ¾ time would work. But this round-the-clock, 365-day a year bullshit? Yeah. It ain’t workin’...
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This week…just in the knick of time…she was saved by salt air and fog.
(First of all, it was last week, but whatevs.) After a super handy internet helper diagnosed me with chronic depression based on the last blog post I wrote, I figured it was time to make some changes....
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Hey world. I’m pregnant, not broken.
Hey world. Check it out. I am not sick, disabled, handicapped or broken. I am pregnant. I am not frail, fragile, needy or excessively dependent. I am pregnant. I am not incapable, incapacitated or...
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FTM Friday: DIY Face Wash (and make-up remover!)
Yay, FTM Friday on a Saturday! I love you! I’m happy to back. I hate studying for comprehensive exams. I’m never reading another piece of literature. ever ever as long as I live. I hate literature....
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This Mother’s Day, you’ll find me talking shit about motherhood.
Do you know why? Because motherhood can take it. Because there is nothing stronger. I can tear it up, brutalize it, make fun of it in every way possible, tease the darkest corners, shed light in the...
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FTM Friday…Homemade Laundry Detergent
Hello…FTM Friday! Remember me? Yeah, I don’t either. Whatever. So this week we’re going to A.) Move away from body products (but only temporarily! I have way more recipes people.) and B.) Pretend like...
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15 signs you need to GTFU
I agree with this dude who said parents need to calm the fuck down. I would like to add that people need to grow the fuck up. From this point forward, we shall use the acronym GTFU. Sometimes, that’s...
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I need a part-time parenting arrangement, mmmmkay?
The problem with being a mother is that you have to do it all the time. I need a part-time arrangement. Even ¾ time would work. But this round-the-clock, 365-day a year bullshit? Yeah. It ain’t workin’...
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This week…just in the nick of time…she was saved by salt air and fog.
(First of all, it was last week, but whatevs.) After a super handy internet helper diagnosed me with chronic depression based on the last blog post I wrote, I figured it was time to make some changes....
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Hey world. I’m pregnant, not broken.
Hey world. Check it out. I am not sick, disabled, handicapped or broken. I am pregnant. I am not frail, fragile, needy or excessively dependent. I am pregnant. I am not incapable, incapacitated or...
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Ride on, kid. I’ll be right back here.
A few months ago, my fifteen-year-old daughter Ava was introduced to a mountain biking team. It’s a high school team. She was gifted a bike, and started riding. If you could see my face right now,...
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On rage and helpfulness. Or, of course women are furious.
A few days ago, I sat at my desk reading two articles that outlined in detail Harvey Weinstein’s harassment, assault, and intimidation of women. As I read about the way he threatened and assaulted...
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I wrote a book! And I finally get to share it with you.
At around 7:30pm on November 3, 2015, I received an email with the subject line “HI” from a man named Jermaine Johnson in Los Angeles, letting me know he was a manager with 3 Arts Entertainment, a...
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