Tomorrow my daughter will officially be three months old. I kept this precious little girl alive and (more or less) happy for a quarter of a year. Not bad for someone who’d once been accused of... Read more >>

My baby is turning me into something I didn’t want to be. I love Emmy, she’s great. The time we spend together is fun and wonderful. The best part of my day is getting up and spending... Read more >>

If I had known how much more immensely interesting I would become by gaining fifteen pounds and running around in clothes covered in vomit, I would have taken up binge drinking years ago. After years... Read more >>

After many, many weeks of producing a never ending stream of yellow baby mustard poo, my child went on strike. The parade of gook full diapers had begun to taper off around the seventh week or so,... Read more >>