Posted in Pulsate Olympics, The Past, Things People Did on August 22, 2007 | 5 Comments »
Well…either this month’s topic was fairly inspiring, or you guys REALLY want to make your own poutine!
Here are the entries, in now particular order.
Marcy at Becoming Three with “First Journal“
Dragon at Dance Among the Stars with “Myself and Someone Not Like Me…Not Alone After All.”
Carin at the other VomitComet “A first time for everything”
Frisky at [...]
Posted in Childbirth, Search-a-rama on August 22, 2007 | 3 Comments »
NOT GOOD.
If you smell like you’re rotting, it means GO TO THE FREAKING DOCTOR.
I mean, come on. If you smelled like you were rotting any other time, you’d go, right?
Lochia shouldn’t smell like rot. It smells like ass, but not rot.
girlchild
honeychild
like molasses you are over me
clinging, sticky in your demands
tiny pursed mouth opened to a
black hole of you, of
pure frustration and need. The
needs of being 2 on this planet.
Soon, sooner than I think
sooner than warned
you will shun the arms I so unwillingly give
1 am, blurry eyed dragging teddy wordlessly
your airsoft skin gentle on mine tiny
scented [...]
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