Okay, all, this is definitely a real product review, but I need to preface it with a little story. Waitwaitwait, don’t leave! It’s relevant, I promise, and mercifully short. Once the story is over I will get to the review, which is about a really lovely bra. But first, story time. This isn’t so much a […]
Facebook mum groups get a lot of flak from a lot of people. It’s easy to see why: between the endless parade of confusing acronyms, the drama over everything from sleep training to vaccinations to fluoride toothpaste, and the cringe-inducing baby butt-rash photos — not to mention the poop pictures (SWEET JESUS, THE POOP. MAKE IT STOP) — there’s […]
The pressure to digitally share Every. Single. Moment. of our lives (or of our kids’ lives, because as mothers we’re required to define ourselves by our children) is symptomatic of a culture in which motherhood has become a competitive spectator sport, and in which we’re expected to constantly offer up our lives for the enjoyment and judgement of others. You know, to see whether we’re living up to the impossible standard that’s been laid out for us. And mostly to conclude that we aren’t.
I alluded to this topic briefly in a previous post, and you’ve probably forgotten about it, but I thought I’d still write about it just in case you haven’t. Plus I want to, and we do what we want around here (provided “what we want” doesn’t involve sleeping). A few months ago, just before I had my first […]
Supporting myself with one arm on the cat tree, I bent down, scooped some kibbles from the bag and dropped them in her dish.
That’s when I peed myself. Something else they don’t tell you about.
What followed can only be described as a full-on meltdown.