Guess I still have nine months to work through some toxic beliefs…but after that, I have no tolerance whatsoever for bs! — I’m clutching my lower abdomen again. So, this pain gets worse until the finale, of pushing a live human baby out of my hoo-hoo? Frankly, bring it. I feel it’s a particular kind of pain, one I must endure in order to redeem myself as a living breathing person on…

Am I still in a state of disbelief? Am I overwhelmed? Or am I scared that I won’t be able to carry the baby to term? — For the past week, I’ve occasionally clutched my lower abdomen, and held my breath for a few moments, waiting for the cramps to pass. I’m growing. He or she is growing. My womb is working its magic. And practically overnight, I’ve added a new descriptor to my name: Mommy-to-be. We…

Leaving Medium wasn’t the greatest idea, despite fatal… —

Pregnant!

I’m Sick and Tired of Trying to Make it Work. — At some point you gotta cut your losses and run. Trying to succeed on Medium is like trying to resuscitate a marriage with a emotionally distant neglectful spouse. I’m done. At some point the sunk cost fallacy applies. …

Tales from being a wannabe baddie nerdy gangsta: part I — I have a confession to make: I used to be a bad person. Maybe I wasn’t a completely bad person. I was a good person who did something bad. Or maybe the ends really do justify the means. I don’t know. …

Come on everyone. Do better. — So I’ve started getting aggressive about my Medium marketing strategy. You can see me going up and down every active Medium group on Facebook, linking my latest stories, soliciting people to read and if they liked it, clap and follow. I of course reciprocate. I oftentimes do so first. Nobody…

Compassion should never be used to excuse bad behavior — I drive my husband nuts sometimes. Whenever someone does something shitty, he’s quick to assert when the other party did something wrong. For me, however, I overthink and go down a giant checklist of useless ponderings, such as: Was the other person in a bad mood? Are they insecure about…

I’m completely disturbed by how I just assumed everyone would figure it all out by the time they became adults — I think this is the most lost generation that’s ever existed. To be clear, I’m talking about millennials. I can’t remember the exact age range off the top of my head, but if you were a teenager between 2005–2012 I think you basically qualify. Let me start by saying I…