It’s finally time for THE BIG, FANCY BLOG CONFERENCE WRAP UP POST! I know you’re excited. Take a moment to compose yourself while looking at this neato post title graphic. Like every lazy hard-working blogger who blogs once a month regularly I’m getting my BlogU14 wrap-up post up a month after it happened right on […]
My Creepy Little Artist
My 4.5 year old got a little scratch on her leg this morning. (*Cue music from Psycho here*) So I probably won’t be sleeping much tonight… I Make Myself the Queen is an itty-bitty newborn blog. Please be gentle with it, wash your hands before touching it, and be sure to come back often […]
The time I scrubbed the kitchen floor
The time I scrubbed the kitchen floor is one of my grandma’s favorite stories to tell about me. I was about four years old. I was visiting at my grandma’s house and I told her to lie on the sofa so that I could take care of her and clean the house. I even made […]
VBAC to the Future: A Birth Story
Jonathan’s birth was going to be an attempted VBAC (Vaginal Birth After Cesarean). Two and a half years prior at my daughter’s birth I had a really pushy doctor that bullied me into interventions that I didn’t want that resulted in a c-section because my baby was “too big”. You know those beautiful birth stories […]
1984 Costumes: What the wha?
It was 1984. I was 5 years old. And I actually have no memory of this Halloween at all. From the photos I can gather that this was a church Halloween party and that I was a white bunny and my younger sister was a lion. We kids were dressed in fairly traditional costumes: Bunny, […]
There’s a bra in my lunchbox
You may have already read this story on my other blog a few years ago, but it’s back complete with illustrations. Don’t trade lunches with Jenny! (Why yes, my elementary school was extremely tiny and it was also shaped like a poorly drawn pencil ;)) My mother, being the evil genius that she is, decided […]
Awkward: I sold my teacher what?!!!
1991 It was around March or April of 1991. I was in 6th grade. I was 11 years old. I had the misfortune of having the same math teacher two years in a row. He wasn’t all that bad and still I wasn’t very fond of him. Maybe because Math was my least favorite subject […]
My Tween Diary: I’m kind of a Middle School stalker
This is my old diary from Middle School. I wrote in it on and off throughout 6th, 7th, and 8th grade (1990-1993). There was so much drama in it…except there really wasn’t any actual drama. It was dramatic for me at the time. My diary is hilariously embarrassing…or embarrassingly hilarious, I’m not sure which one. […]