the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Deceptively calm

When she appears sedate like this you just want to eat her up, but the moment you make a move to pet her she turns into a tornado. The only time during the day when she will remain this still is from about 10 PM on when the day has finally taken its toll, and every night without fail one of us will reach over, scratch her under the chin, and wonder aloud, “Why you got to be such a shit?

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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