An open letter to my (pregnant) best friend 

imageI mentioned recently that my best ever friend in the long, extensive and tumultuous world history of best friends, is expecting her first baby in July. I’m pretty excited because, frankly, we have a small gang to populate and it’s about time she started pulling her weight. Not to mention, the idea of having mini me’s and mini her’s running around together becoming mini us’s, is pretty all-time. Continue reading

My 6 month old baby is going to get an apartment next week and move out

imageAnd I’m not cool with it.

It feels like yesterday I was being handed a tiny, squawky, shmoo covered baby who looked up at me with big blue eyes, a wrinkley pink forehead and promptly shat on me.

What with such an inauspicious start, I was hopeful that my little baby Continue reading