getting pregnant with michelle tea
When I finally polish off a big, fat jar of Vlasic dill spears, I gaze down at a pint or so of absolutely mouth-watering pickle juice. And I want to drink the whole entire thing.
I am not a mom, but I study them -- and the difficult work they do -- for about eight hours a day.
She buys me a new scale for every apartment I’ve had, the old one having mysteriously disappeared. Even today, we email each other our weights on a daily basis.
My father never knew how to express himself; I never knew how to tell him that I loved him
The very clear and simple reason I must strive to be a grown-up about this is because I have a child in the equation, which means I’m obligated to make it as amicable as I possibly can, whether it suits me or not.