One Secret to a Working Mom's Success: Keep Standing

Me, standing in Barbados Those of us who live our lives out loud on the internet subject ourselves to scrutiny. Some comment, "Nobody's life is perfect. These posts must be fake," Those making those comments might even be close to us because they "know our business" and they whisper and gossip and say, "she's so fake".  To those who may read my blog and make such comments, (the trolls) know that I hear you, see you, and completely disagree. 

Pregnancy, the tie that binds...

Pregnancy 2010

It is somewhat amazing how pregnancy binds women.  Once you're in the club people confide in you.  They will tell you about their sex lives, difficulties conceiving, and birth experiences without pause.  It is as if the belly contains a truth serum that compels all women--friends, acquaintances, strangers, to share intimate details about their lives.


I have heard about low sperm counts, lack luster sex lives, and husbands who proved to be unreliable partners.  I have heard about chafed breasts, sore nether regions, and postpartum depression.

People have also asked me the most personal questions.  They have asked me about my weight gain and whether I was "trying to conceive".  Someone even asked me, "girl how did you get pregnant?!"  I just laughed. I couldn't bring myself to say, "I think it was holiday cheer and champagne."  Then again, perhaps I should have answered the question.  It seems as if when you're in the club, nothing's off limits.

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