The Frankenbaby Chronicles

Two girls, three cats, some frozen sperm, a doctor's office, and a big dream.

Friday, March 09, 2007


Someone tries to give me "advice" about how I should tell family members to give money to my child - I start crying.

Jen and I talk about how her mom likes to say bad things about her out loud - I start crying.

I start thinking about how little money we actually can spend on my taking some sort of maternity leave, and how short that leave will be - I start crying.

Jen writes something sweet about our family in her journal or something - I start crying.

Oh my god, I think I'm turning into my mother!!! PLEASE SEND HELP.


Anonymous A said...

Even though at times we STRIKINGLY resemble our mothers (I have NO IDEA what you are talking about...), we are, in fact, in the end, just ourselves. I continue to chant this mantra to myself in the hope that it is true...

Sending you the power to find yourself within the hereditary murkiness...

9:29 PM  
Blogger Jude said...

Gosh, I hope your mantra is correct!! :)

7:04 PM  

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