I’m here on my computer, surfing the net and working and listening to “Kind Of Blue” by the one and only Mr. Davis.
My hand was on my belly, and the baby was thumping away in time to the music!
I just think that is the coolest thing….
Tag - nine months
The closer I get to delivering my baby, the more irrational, the more spiteful, the meaner my mother has been getting. Yesterday, after yet again asking her why she feels it’s okay to wave and say hello and speak nicely with a man she knows molested me when I was 13 (he happens to...