Love Your Shirt

When the cashier at Target proclaims he “loves my shirt.” I am insulted. It’s three times too small and covered in baby puke. If you see a mom and feel bad for her, don’t compliment her. She knows you’re lying…

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All the Single Ladies…

A serious post for a change. I have a new, profound respect for single mothers (and fathers). You will be sainted one day. Regardless of your religion.

Baby Clients

If you work in advertising (or any industry at all) you can probably relate to this. Babies are like those really difficult clients. You work all hours of the day for them. They have no idea how hard you’re working.…

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Boob, I Mean Baby Nurse

Just spoke to the baby nurse. Wanted to reserve her for a night when Jason will be out of town so I have some help. She has to check with her doctor because that might be the day she’s getting…

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Breathing Through My Vagina

Monday, June 14th… no Grady. Tuesday, June 15th… Grady. Labor was less than fun. I woke up at 4 am on Monday morning with some incredible pain. I was a afraid to go to the hospital since I’d already made…

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