yep. found this one out the hard way.

hee - i, too, wanted to experience what women have been doing for generations, and after all the research, i thought i was ready for whatever Birth threw at me, but i still freaked everyone out (including myself!) because as it turns out, i literally laughed every time i pushed.

i, too, could go on and on and you have enabled me not to have to. suffice to say, thanks for saying this so eloquently (and much more briefly than i would have!)

is IS a big, weird, bizarre-o thing, isn't it! from the time i was in health class, i could never understand how something that big could possibly get out without ripping a woman in two, so when i decided i might want to take a crack at being a mother, i figured i had to do some research into what actually happens so…

ah, yes what did parents do before the internet? trust themselves. wish there was more of that these days...

amazing. my last name was Kidd - so basically any hyphenation at all would instantly make me into a villain from the Wild West. so hello, married name, you're pretty neat.

you read my mind. our forever home has super-squeaky ancient hardwood. we'll be keeping that till she moves out!

ha. the first time we bought a house, our realtor was pressuring us to buy a condominium with four flights of stairs. each room was on a separate floor: floor one - my office/front hall closet. floor two - kitchen/living room. floor three - baby's room. floor four - our room. i was five months pregnant at the time,…

beautifully put.

these were really fashionable in the 90's in Halifax (NS, Canada) where i grew up.

ha! we went to a New Parents night at our kid's new school and met the dad of one of her soon-to-be classmates. he claims his kid will only wear pink. how will this work when she sees the grey & burgundy uniform? i have been dying wishing i was there on that day.

you = amazing.

it's nice not feeling alone!

hey, nice going not even having a tv!

i'll be 40 next month, and i can remember being in middle school where i was the only self-identifying feminist in my grade. i would hear the craziest refrain from the other girls, "i'm not a feminist, but..." naturally, they would go on to list all the things one would ordinarily file under "feminist."

yes. yes. yes. with a side of yes. the kid is good, and given how much she works, she will get better - at all the parts of her job - some of which may not come as easily to her as the rest.

i had my baby freakout while pruning a giant mulberry tree that did nothing but rain purple juice on all my shirts. i looked down, saw the boyfriend waiting to catch the giant branch i was removing and thought - yep, i totally get it now. our kid is now about to go off to school in september and the…

nah, you won't run out. the trick is to notice all the life steps.

a few years ago, a single friend of mine decided to buy a place of her own since she was sick of waiting for a decent dude to come along. this seemed like a good moment to celebrate, so i decided to make a huge deal out of her and celebrated her housewarming like crazy with wedding-style presents and stuff. other…

i honestly can't take a guy seriously who says "fishies" - or any of that other stuff he said.