This post is not safe for the grieving childless. Disclaimer: All my posts here are about my personal experience unless otherwise indicated. In other words, if I were to say, "Getting a new haircut made me feel amazing," it would NOT be a judgement against anyone who hadn't gotten a haircut lately, or didn't plan to, or who finds haircuts super-duper-unamazing. Readers are responsible for their own haircuts. Thank you.
I just got an email from a reader, asking about how things have been since I had a baby. And a number of people have asked how all my former childfree assumptions (and fears) have played out so far.
Well, I feel trepidatious posting about all that here, even though it's my danged blog and I already went through a bunch of previous stuff here trying to figure out whether to shut it down when I got pregnant. Anyway: I plan to answer some of the questions in a few posts, coming up.
#1: Hey, how's it going?
Fucking fabulous. I love it. I love it a lot more than I thought I would. Raising an infant. It's awesome. I'm happy.
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