Thank you. And backbending is my happy place/drug of choice ;)

Thank you. Motherhood is fucking terrifying and our culture doesn’t help at all.

My upper back/chest/shoulders have taken FOREVER to open up. Its a constant work in progress. Seriously, I am wall walking at least 20 times a day. My lower back is insanely hyper mobile as well so its hard to access the upper spine, but so damn rewarding when it happens!

Thank you. Its so hard. Maybe if I had some kind of support system other and just my husband it would be a little easier. I just want my little boy to have the world and to have every chance he can at getting the best life possible. Realistically I know going to baby classes isn’t going to ultimately change his…

Thank you, there seems to be so much shame around taking medication while breastfeeding, but its necessary sometimes.

To go one further, why would you ask your friend to MC a wedding where you know a bunch of the people hate the person anyway? The whole situation sounds like a real clusterfuck.

Thank god he’ll keep us away from the crazy exes!

I’m so glad to hear you’re doing so well after leaving your job! Enjoy the day drinking in the beautiful weather, that is the best

Matthew I love you!!!! George, you are gone too soon. Raccoon cuddles in heaven for you

Bad News: I’m having a bit of a mom-meltdown. I feel like I’m doing everything wrong. I don’t think I am but I have this nagging feeling deep down that I’m fucking up. Stupid things like “Am I putting him to bed too early?” and “Am I reading him the wrong books?” He’s 5 months old and he’s incredible. He is the light…

I’m just going to say this, the Scandinavian royal style for the past century has been ON POINT.

Jesus christ that is epic.

Your dad is awesome

I only really experienced one. After that I spent my summers at badass ballet intensives AWAY from my family, so I lucked out. I love reading these.

I subjected my family to “Fox On Sox” on tape over and over again. How I wasn’t killed off I don’t know.

Oh shit

Brilliant

When I was 9 or 10 my mother dragged the family out to a “vacation” spot called Twin Echo in Idaho as she had many fond memories of her time there as a child. The lake itself was the only redeeming quality. The “awesome” rope swing no longer existed because it was way too dangerous (obviously). I had to row a row boat…

I’m actually somewhat thankful I never learned how to cook meat (aside from salmon) properly. I never end up buying it unless my husband wants to cook it as a special treat. Otherwise its the happy train to veg town!

My 5 month old telepathically communicated to me that he wanted to watch OITNB. I can’t say no to that face.