A Day of Answers November 8, 2020 The first time I type the word “postpartum” into my phone it autocorrects to “postmortem.” “You should do something for yourself,” says my husband. “Go… Continue Reading
The Bucket May 14, 2020 Have I cried today? Who knows. I’m both unsure and can’t remember. There are dishes in the sink and a stain on the wall…. Continue Reading