The Story of Spanky (amazing birth story) May 2005

“Oh forget about it! They’re over!” I was fed up with stupid contractions. Jeff was trying to count them and time them and figure out when this baby was going to relieve us both of the agony that is the 9th month of pregnancy. I had been having contractions for a whole week—Monday to Monday and my nerves were wearing very thin. Every day I thought, “today is the day” “today is going to be your birthday, little Spanky” “these contractions are 8 minutes apart, you are coming now.” And everyday I had been wrong. Everyday I also got crankier, but you’ll have to ask Jeff about that! (more…)...
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That time I was on Hoarders on A&E

When we arrived at the house in the morning, there was a woman sitting in a folding chair waiting out front. She looked like any other woman in town. There was absolutely nothing extraordinary about her appearance — nothing to indicate she had any sort of disorder.  It turned out, of course, that was Bonnie, the woman we would be helping to declutter. (more…)...
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