An unfiltered fire hose of flaming condemnation


Turns out there are four incisions (not two). Oops. Heard the surgeon wrong. DON’T EVER MAKE ME A NURSE.

And I was a bit worried yesterday that he was going to have to spend the night in the hospital because of the amount of pain he was in. We were at the hospital for more than 12 hours in total. Recovery was A NIGHTMARE for him. I know he is going to elaborate on this, but he was really knocked off of his feet with just how bad it was post-surgery. And I had not ever seen him like that, so I was worried myself. Actually, out of my mind, really. It’s hard to see your most-loved one in that kind of pain. I have an inkling of what he was feeling while I was in labor.

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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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