May 1, 2011
Third degree tears. Shaped like a Y, the tip of which crept up to my sphincter leaving my nether region looking something like this: They stitched me up so tight that when I’m 50, my vagina will only be 25. Needless to say, I waited the full six weeks postpartum and then some to hop [...]
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January 4, 2011
Right before Christmas, I did what all good girls do and packed my bags and flew to Las Vegas. Alone. I’d never been to Vegas, but every time I told someone I was going, they were all, “OMG, AUNT BECKY, VEGAS IS SOOOOO CRAZY,” so I was kind of disappointed when I un-boarded the plane [...]
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