the smell of my desperation has become a stench


Friday evening capped off a week of unseasonal warm weather, and all Marlo wanted to do was ride her scooter “up far and away as far as I can go.” One of the downsides of this new place is it sits in the middle of a very steep hill, so she can’t just scoot around in circles. She’d scoot very slowly up the hill and I would hold on to her as she sped down the sidewalk. Up and then back, up and then back. Again and again. Next time I’m driving her to a parking lot and just letting her loose.

Hair courtesy of my cousin who can braid quickly enough that Marlo doesn’t have time to bite her.

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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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