the smell of my desperation has become a stench



“The alarm clock that runs away and hides when you don’t wake up. If you snooze, Clocky will jump off of your nightstand and wheel around your room looking for a place to hide.” Clocky would not live very long in my house, because I would run over Clocky with the lawn mower.

Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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