Hey, all! Today I’m a guest over on Super-Blogger Pregnant Chicken’s site. If you haven’t been over there yet, click here when you’re done hanging out with me. There’s a solid chance this post will go up before that one, so if you’re a member of the Association of Accidental Assclowns, give her a bit to wake up, get her Tim Horton’s on, drink some Molson Ice, meditate on Gretzky or whatever it is Canadians do to start their day. It’s a great site about real parenting and real pregnancy. You aren’t going to find any posts over there about the beauty of creating life or about how if you don’t devote 100% of your mind/body/spirit to your children you aren’t a good mom. Also there’s a lot of cussing. And inappropriate comments. And other things that make me feel like Amy and I are going to be like bffs for-ev-ah. She’s like a Canadian WTMother. Only she’s the super successful, well-established, and really, REALLY polite version. You know. Because, Canadian.
Dear Six-Weeks-to-Go-Before-the-Baby-Comes Angela,
This is WTMother. I’m you in a few years. I’m pretty sure if you met me in person, you’d think I was a total freak-show. I’m okay with that. I know you’ve read every book and talked to all of your new mommy friends. The nursery is in place. (It really is beautiful, by the way.) You’ve picked out an elegant, well-thought-out name for our baby girl, (You aren’t going to ever call her that, but good effort!) Your hospital bag is packed, and you are feeling great about this impending motherhood thing. But hear me out anyway, because there are some things I really want you to know so that my your life is a little easier. Continue Reading