Momologues

Three. For some reason three was the magic number in my head. Number one was so hard to conceive, to carry, to birth, to nurture. Number...

When I was in college, after a spell of indiscriminate sex partners who were not at all interesting or good to me, I met an artist who...

I had a complete hysterectomy that removed my uterus and a baby with a healthily beating heart the night before Roe v Wade was...

When I was 32, after having my two daughters and numerous failed pregnancies, I had an abortion. My husband and I knew that we were done...