The labor story, part two
Five years ago when I was experiencing postpartum depression with Leta I was actively seeing a therapist to try and talk my way up and out and through the darkness. This therapist is by far the best one I’ve ever seen, and I’ve recommended her to almost everyone I know. Have a hangnail? GO SEE [...]
Right before I ate her whole
My father is not really a fan of newborns, likes his babies a bit older when they’re all chunky and fat and edible, although he has expressed that Marlo is more exquisite than most, and I guarantee you that he doesn’t just go around tossing out compliments like that. When I graduated valedictorian in high [...]
