I'll add pictures.
My name is Jessica. I am awesome
That's fucking awesome to you.
I am married. Happily....well....most of the time..
Mr.IMO and myself, you see, are quite fantastic on this one thing together.
Any guesses?
SEX!
But no, really, I mean sure we are. But that isn't my point here at all. I can't really show pictures of that *here*. My point is the result of the rumpled sheet madness.
Our children.
We make beautiful children. It's a proven fact.
And they aren't just beautiful but quite the little personalities as well.
Hell, just yesterday our first born (we will call him Squirrel for his exceptional knack for hiding shit away and remembering it months later) brought me a bottle I recall putting in the recycling bin...full of a yellow liquid. Little turd started giggling "It's peeeeeeee".
I do believe that not only is he showing signs of exceptional humor but brains as well.
After all, he was clearly displaying frat boy like behaviors. And you need some smarts to join a fraternity, right?!
But who am I to gloat?
And then we have the baby. Baby Bird. He is a boob loving, diaper filling, cuddle muffin.
More on me.
I breastfeed, I love the human body. Nekkie bodies are the purest expression of art to me.
I can be vulgar.
I love my vagina. And not just in a "I''m sexy and I know it" kind of way. In fact there will be frequent "MUFFinTime" posts where I speak as if she were a person.
We are switching to a healthier, whole foods centered diet. My husband has already lost ten pounds in under a week and we all have longer lasting energy.
I am no good at making friends. The one's I do make are pretty magical. But I have a horrible way with words.

Love your start! I have a blog too!
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