I made a tiny terrorist (the reason I’ve been gone)

All dignity you have subsides when there is a room full of interns starring at your lady bits, as you yell at the doctor to just use the forceps to pull out the tiny child who has been stuck in your birthing canal for the last four hours….

If you haven’t noticed, I have been MIA as of late.

I present to you the reason why:

Coraline Dutch

My little tiny terrorist who pretty  much holds me hostage most of the day. But I am, like any good captive learning her ways and soon I hope to return full force to the blogging world, but until then pardon my absence, I have diapers to change and vomit to clean up.