Baba’s lament
To be sung to the tune of “Sound of Music” (picked up at the “hills are alive” part).
To be sung to the tune of “Sound of Music” (picked up at the “hills are alive” part).
[Note: this is the unedited version of what was read at the 2008 BlogHer conference, where it had to clock in at a lean, mean, under-five minutes’ read.] It was a winter morning when we discovered we were pregnant with our first child — our first pregnancy following a
I was reminded by the Task Force Weekly Update that arrived in my inbox today that this day is the 9th annual Transgender Day of Remembrance (never mind the seven up there in the banner thingy, which is two years old). Here’s the Task Force’s statement in remembrance of the