Hush Amanda

Mirror Mirror on the Ceiling

There was a time, not so long ago, that I would have fought tooth and nail over a pointless argument. My grandmother would say “don’t you want a little girl?” and I wouldn’t blink before shoving my foot down with a firm “no.” That was that – I had boys. I’m a “boy mom”. I… Read More

No More Santa

I carry a child for 9 months, then I go through the whole birthing process. I nurse, and change and bathe and feed and burp and once a year, people give them presents for “making it” another year on this earth. That part being absolutely fine by me. But then, once a year, everything starts to slow… Read More