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Colic,
Kids,
Love
by Shannon Lell
I swipe a burp-clothe-gloved hand under each breast to wipe away the slick, soupy mess that has accumulated there. I have always had large breasts, but since my milk came in, they overwhelm me. It’s the hottest summer on record in the Pacific Northwest and...
"The wake up seems to be developmental, you've tried everything to try and eliminate it and it looks like we are just going to have to wait until he outgrows it."
This one sentence touched off a downward spiral inside of me a couple of days ago....
I didn't want to publish this post. When I started writing it, it quickly turned into Bitchfest 2011 scheduled to perform in a venue for one. I didn't want to publish it because I wanted to maintain a positive vibe here and write about all sorts of enlightening things, not the darkness...