the smell of my desperation has become a stench


My mother guesses that I was about four years old in this photo, it’s one she found recently while cleaning out some boxes in a closet. YEOW. And here I thought Jon was alone in the room when Leta was conceived. You can see the resemblance between the two of us in photos like this one, and this one, and this one. Doesn’t it look like my mom stuck a bowl on my head to use as a template for those bangs?

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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