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Monica Bielanko
A chronicle since 2005 of my marriage & move to Brooklyn in my twenties; becoming a mother in my thirties; moving to Pennsylvania and learning to amicably coparent after divorce in my forties while living 3 doors down from my ex-husband in a small country town.
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Monday
Oct182010

Dear Cheese...

Seasick bands didn't help. Ginger didn't help. Saltines? Right. The only thing that really helped me keep the firehose pregnancy pukes at bay is constant eating. NEVER let yourself get hungry. Keep granola bars in your cleavage if you must, but do as I say!

This battle plan works out well when you have a better relationship with cheese than your husband. Listen, it's just that I see the cheese more, people. We spend more time together.

Anyway, that's what I'm babbling about today. In other words, it's cheese o'clock, bitches!