I am a mom, entrepreneur, occasional blogger, and creator. I recently launched Here Comes the Apocalypse, a self-paced disaster preparedness system with a dark sense of humor. My team and I make up Artsy Geek, a top-ranked Bay Area branding and digital agency.
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Whoever said…
The more things change the more they stay the same.
…has definitely NEVER had a baby. Quinn turns six months old tomorrow. I can’t believe how little time has passed; it feels like an eternity. There have been some marked changes in my life since he joined us. I felt like these would be best represented in graphs:
Where did you come from, my sweet little baby?
What were you before you were mine?
Were you the wind ruffling my hair?
Were you the sun giving life to the trees and warmth to my skin?
Were you the river in which I swim? Continue Reading
I have spent way more time than I ever wanted to looking at different webinar platforms.
WebinarNinja stood out from the pack. WebinarNinja spoke to me. It said, “I’M A MISOGYNIST ASSHOLE.”
How did it say it? Continue Reading
Since Quinn was born, I can go from zero (not stressed) to sixty (“HOLY SHIT HE’S GOING TO GET KIDNAPPED”) pretty much instantly.
Instead of letting my crazy thoughts take control, I have decided to name the different personalities in my head.
That way when I think, “OMG Will’s changing Quinn. Is he going to fall off the changing table?! Did he buckle him in? I hope he buckled him in…”, I know that that’s just Worried Wilma taking control of my brain. Oh hello there, Worried Wilma. Thanks for your input. Let’s move on.
Here are the characters in my head: Continue Reading
When I turn my reflexion on myself, I never can perceive this self without some one or more perceptions; nor can I ever perceive any thing but the perceptions. ‘Tis the composition of these, therefore, which forms the self.
– David Hume: Second Thoughts
For the majority of last year, I was creating a tiny human.
An amazing CGI rendition of what happened inside of me…
These twelve minutes stretched over 40 weeks…
While I was in it, I don’t think I realized how much it was taking from me. I had physical symptoms that reminded me that the bulk of the good nutrition I took in was going straight to the baby, but I didn’t really notice that I didn’t have my usual oomph in regards to creative pursuits.
I just pressed on… creating that tiny human… and working at light speed to try to transition to my new business model… Continue Reading
I get invited to a lot of different events. The other week, I was invited to a Breakfast Roundtable hosted by Fast Pay (gofastpay.com).
It actually sounded pretty interesting. Until I got to the part about who would be speaking… Continue Reading
We made a silly birth announcement to celebrate the birth of our son, Quinn.
Do you want one? Send me your address and I’ll send you one!
I have never felt more alone than I have since I got pregnant.
I’m not alone. I know that. I have a loving family and great friends.
But I don’t have anyone that truly understands what I’ve been going through.
My company is small — I have just one employee and three or four contractors. We used to be bigger, but we’ve gotten leaner as time has gone on.
We’re a services company. In case you’ve never thought about what that means, here’s the basic outline: Continue Reading
It turns out that we’re having a baby. I see a lot of happy announcements and sonograms in my feed, but not a lot of honest reporting of what pregnancy turns out to really be like.
Maybe this is all part of a giant conspiracy — why would anyone move forward with getting pregnant if they knew what was in store for them? I certainly wouldn’t have finally embarked on the journey with such gusto knowing that I’d be exhausted for the next four months.
Thus, I feel it is my scholarly duty to present my list of the top ten worst symptoms of pregnancy, in order of increasing terror. Each one of these was, at one point in the last four months, the worst pregnancy symptom I had ever experienced. To think I still have five months to go. Aye aye aye. Continue Reading
