I have a tendency towards nicknames.
I probably have 10 I semi-regularly use for the husband--we won't get into those right now, but I assure you that he hates half of them.
Growing up, I had several for my mother too. I find myself thinking about a couple quite a bit:
Dear Maternal Unit
Oh Great Vaginal One (as in, the one whose vagina I sprang from)
Obviously my mother had a great tolerance of (and even humor about) my persistent quirkiness. They were said with respect; I was never being a little bitch about it. They were just a little androidy.
I hope that when my kid starts flirting with the intersection of identity, science, and language, I will be just as awesome as my mom was.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Notes from the Bathroom Floor
To all the moms who say things like:
"Pregnancy is so great; I loooove being pregnant."
"God, I miss being pregnant!"
"Seriously, pregnancy is one of the best times of a woman's life! Trust me, you'll love it!"
...to all those moms, I want to puke in your fraking faces right now. What pregnancy grass are you smoking, and where does one acquire it ASAP?
right now, THIS BLOWS.
(8 weeks pregnant)
"Pregnancy is so great; I loooove being pregnant."
"God, I miss being pregnant!"
"Seriously, pregnancy is one of the best times of a woman's life! Trust me, you'll love it!"
...to all those moms, I want to puke in your fraking faces right now. What pregnancy grass are you smoking, and where does one acquire it ASAP?
right now, THIS BLOWS.
(8 weeks pregnant)
Labels:
first time mother,
first trimester,
keeping it real,
morning sickness,
new mom,
pregnancy,
vomiting
Location:
Austin, TX, USA
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