I finally finished Master of None Season 2. I don’t want to give away any spoilers, but it is one of the best seasons I’ve ever seen on television.
I am a Parent is a personal collection of anecdotes, observations, and hard truths.
Being pregnant is 50% amazing and 50% hell.
There are many good things that come with being pregnant. From people offering their seats to you in crowded waiting rooms to a having a constant glow, which some may attribute to being sweaty all the time, but I like to think otherwise.
Throw in the fact that you are caring for a future human and the warm fuzzies can’t help but wash over you.
Morning sickness. Evening sickness. All day sickness. Ugh. This is THE WORST. Not being able to keep anything down sucks. It’s like the morning after a crazy drunken night minus the funny anecdotes of your friends dancing on tables or fake numbering guys. But instead of one morning praying in front of the porcelain goddess, it’s three or four months.
Here are some things that I’ve been using as a respite from looking at social media and smacking my forehead while exclaiming, “Seriously?! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!”