Our Fetus Year

15.4.12

As a new(ish) mom (can you still call yourself a new mom when your baby is walking around and chewing on the furniture?) I sometimes see pregnant women on the street and think that there's no way I was ever one of them.

They say your brain makes you forget the whole experience just to trick you into doing it again. HA! Got you there, brain. I wrote all that crap down.  See you when I hit menopause, crazy hormones.  If you're expecting and looking for a port in the storm, I hope my story helps.  I know the internet was a great source of comfort to me when I was gestating.

My story is unvarnished and not a little bit sarcastic, but it has a really happy ending.

Photo: The Robeau

Out of the closets...into the streets! 
The Awkward In-Between Stage 
The Halfway Mark 
The Bladder as a Speedbag: My Continued Adventures in Gestatin' 
Is It Safe? 
Ahahahahahaha!!! 
The Rule of Threes 
Up and to the LEFT 
Breech of Contract 
Magnum P.I. and the contents of my uterus 
Introducing Lenny! 
Lenny's Detailed Birth Story 

*With apologies to the late great Harvey Pekar.
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