Abortion was controversial. Abortion was murder. Abortion was a choice.
It was clear to me what side of the debate I had to be on. My mom made her own choice.
She kept me.
Tag: motherhood
To My Sons On This Mother’s Day; You’re Welcome.
On this Mother’s Day, I want to take some time out to thank myself on behalf of my sons for all the shit I go through for them.
Dear Santa, I’m just not that into you.
I have no problem celebrating Christmas. I love Christmas. I love the lights. I love getting together with family and eating a shitload of calories. I love Stevie Wonder’s Someday at Christmas holiday album. Before I had kids to drag around everywhere, I used to love the fake fir scent permeating every overly heated department store I entered. I’ll even hit up a midnight mass if any one of my family really wanted to go.
I do have one problem: Santa.
Confessions of a Reluctant Mommy to the First-Time (or Future Tense) Reluctant Mommy
When I was child-free, I harbored this nebulous concept that I would someday have kids. I was also much more preoccupied with trying not to get pregnant for most of my adult life thus far, so a progression to trying to become pregnant seemed…unnatural.
subversive mommy 