Vaginas and the things we put in them….

  I was 14 years old when I started my first period. I remember the day like it was yesterday. I woke up on a Sunday morning, went to the restroom and seen the massacre that had occurred in my underwear. I panicked. I went to scream for my mom, but she wasn’t home.  The…

All I needed was some iceberg lettuce…..

I figured since my Mental Load blog post has all the women looking at their significant others with the hardest side eye EVER, I should do a light-hearted fun post about make-up. So to begin, let me be clear: I really don’t care for Wal-Mart. It’s just the closest shopping center to my house. Which…

The Mental Load

After my youngest was born I was mentally kicked in the gut. I had not had a baby in 11 years so I forgot how much work a newborn was.  Add in that I also work full time, it did not take long for me to feel completely overwhelmed. Newborns are these tiny selfish little…