Just got home from hosting a bachelorette party in San Francisco. This’ll be a quickie post. Lots to do. Unpack, get back in the swing of things, read, write, tend to the toddler.

It was a fun day and night. There were four of us drinking wine, kvetching and laughing. All of us were in committed relationships, but I was the only one who had gone through the peril of giving birth. They were mildly curious, and overall very kind listeners. Is your vagina irrevocably changed? Do we really want to know? 🙂

The funniest question I got was, “Did you poop on the delivery table?”
I responded, “Apparently, Yes. I’m told everyone does.”
She replies, “Oh yeah, that’s what I’ve heard.”