My Mom Gave Me A Good Piece

The News Of My Pregnancy Got Out When I Was In The Middle Of My First Trimester. I Hadn't Even Had A Chance To Tell My Friends. That Alone Was So Ugly. It Made Me Hyper-protective ... I Feel Uncomfortable With People Reading Too Much About My Pregnancy Or My Relationship. It Grosses Me Out. It's Too Sweet To Read About Or Dissect.

I Remember, My Mom Didn't Have Any Help, So If She Needed To Be Somewhere After School, We'd Just Go Down To The Neighbors' And She'd Give Us A Snack And Make Sure We Did Our Homework. There Weren't Any Latchkey Kids.

I Am Usually Part Of Any Disaster At A Wedding If I'm A Bridesmaid, Which I've Been Lucky Enough To Be Several Times.

No Matter What, It Is Very Tricky And Difficult Just To Be A Good Parent At All. I Have A Lot Of Help. And For That I'm Very Grateful.

I Do Think About Aging. I Have Those Moments Of Panic And Vanity, But Life Keeps Getting Better, So You Can't Worry About It Too Much.