Samantor

NO. I wish for this most fervently.

He had a whole lot of bad luck to absorb, but he did pretty good.

A middle aged white woman with long red hair smiles at the camera. She is holding a blanket-wrapped bundle on her chest with a tiny ear poking out near the top. It is a baby.

2 weeks into this parenthood thing and it is alternately overwhelming, exhausting, euphoric, and terrifying.

It’s D-day for Operation Baby Delivery, finally, and now after months of waiting for this day, I get to sit in a hospital bed and wait some more for the induction drugs to take effect and labor to actually commence. But things are finally moving!!!!

She is not sorry at all

There are definitely many monsters that visit our house and make terrifying noises and probably wish to murder sweet, good cats for inscrutable terrible monster reasons.

Wait, I would like that as well. Can I get in on this tucking in/storytime thing?

The 3rd and 4th grade classes at my school all wrote down their best ideas of activities to do with my new baby, put them in a cute little jar, and surprised me with them today 😭

Good thing your godmother was like “what the hell is wrong with you, absolutely not.”

These minifigs are so beautiful I want to cry

Mama Patti is a real one. And she’s right, you deserve nice body jewelry.

11 days now until baby day, which seems both incredibly soon for the stuff that needs to get done, and incredibly far away for my body to deal with housing this baby until then.

How am I this close already to bringing a tiny little human into the world?????

Breton butter is indeed something special! While you are in Brittany, you have to go to a traditional crêperie with the checked tablecloths and little teacups for the cidre. Definitely my favorite Breton food while I studied in Nantes.

I love how the one with the round eyes is like “I am just a sweet smol bean of a vampire pumpkin, I wouldn’t hurt anyone!”

Truly, this last 3 weeks of pregnancy is bullshit.

I am in the home stretch of this pregnancy and I have never had such mixed feelings about my body. On the one hand, I really want the little nugget to stay in there and cook until induction day. On the other hand, everything about how I physically feel is unpleasant right now and I am DONE with it.

It’s incredible. Do it when you need extra super saiyan oomph at work

I can agree with this! Enforcing social norms is part of integrating anyone into a community.

I mean, many bars are specifically age restricted, which is fine. But cafes, stores, restaurants, buses, libraries, museums - kids belong in those places.

One of the hills I will die on is that children are a part of society, and they absolutely belong in societal third spaces! They need to get practice interacting with adults!

At infusion, too! Where you literally are not allowed to move and you are usually getting them because you are quite ill!

It ys the seasoun of decoratif gourdes you knaves

Not even a little treat?! Truly, nose to the grindstone here.

folks can complain about the effectiveness of scheduled orderly mass protest but to think about it another way its the closest thing we have to the opening scene of A Muppet Christmas Carol where all the muppets sing "there goes Mr. Dipshit, there goes Mr. Ass" to Scrooge and it clearly bothered him

At this point I am like “ok, thank you nature, I have experienced the range of pregnancy symptoms, we don’t have to linger in this stage any longer.” I’d like to be able to put on socks without a struggle again. And eat without a bottle of Tums at the ready.

Genuinely, I was about to say “cooked???? Um……”

A small orange cat looks at the viewer from her spot cozily curled up on a lap covered in a patchwork wool blanket

One of the best parts of the weather turning colder is that the cats want to snuggle with the humans. Gemma never wants to sit in my lap in the summer!

I tried to remember but I said “What’s a flower?” 😭

Oh my goooooood, I am absolutely using that picture of Rex every time I’m mad at someone

So relax. So satisfy.