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Please Help Stop the Tax Reform Bill From Hurting Adoptive Families Like Mine
There are many ways the new Republican tax plan will have adverse effects on real people, but the one that is the most hypocritical for the party itself, the most heartless, and the one that will affect me personally the most in the coming year […]
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What to Expect When You’re Expecting… Wait, Is That Already Taken?
I’m a 40-year-old gay lady, so getting pregnant was never something I thought about much. I’d heard about the basics of being pregnant—the morning sickness, the swollen feet, something called trimesters that added up to about 9 months. I knew you shouldn’t smoke or drink […]
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Willingly Throwing A Child’s Birthday Party Is A Sign of Insanity… Or, How I’ve Thrown A Party Every Year For Caroline
Ever since the stork left an 18-month old girl on my doorstep, I have had the dilemma of what to do for her birthday. I have helped her celebrate 6 of them so far. Today—September 25th—she turns 7, and the party was yesterday. Every damn […]
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A Coming Out Story
I have several coming out stories, but this is the one that stands out most in my mind. About twelve years ago I had just gotten a job as a high school English teacher in Bowling Green, Kentucky. It’s funny to think about now, but […]
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We Have a People Problem
Dear Republican Friends, I like a lot of the things your party has traditionally stood for. I like personal responsibility. I like supporting our troops. I like reigning in government spending and being fiscally conscious. I like reducing bureaucracy. I like not intervening in world […]
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Baby Seeds
This morning, whilst driving to summer camp, I thought Caroline and I would have a nice casual conversation. For some reason, I decided to make the topic about siblings. Seemingly innocent. WRONG. It went awry, quickly. Because, as usual, I’m an idiot. Me: Would you […]
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An Open Letter to Target
Dear Target, I’m really sorry to do this to you. I hate open letters. I really didn’t want to write one, but then I saw this OTHER open letter to you circulating the interwebs from some chick named Mary Martha hating on your restroom policy. […]
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I’m a Godless Gay Liar, or The Story of How I Got Caroline
“It doesn’t matter that you’re gay,” the social worker said. “It matters that you are a liar. And if you’ll lie about this, what else will you lie about?” Anyone who follows my blog or Missouri included. It is a skillful way to […]
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Are You My Mother?
I am a fraud. I have purposefully lied to my five-year old on numerous occasions, and have upheld those lies in a complex web of deceit bordering on conspiracy. I lie to her daily, in fact. Naturally I employ the usual falsehoods necessitated by modern […]
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Isn’t It Ironic?
I wasn’t the likeliest of parents. I’m gay, was never married, have never been pregnant, and up until my mid-thirties had only wondered what it might be like to be a mom. But my life changed forever when a district court awarded […]